Two years ago we were huddled like green penguins, shifting position to shelter each other from the bitter wind blowing down W. Peachtree Street and passing around the flasks. Last year we stayed at home to keep out of the path of the tornadoes making their way across the city of Atlanta. Well this year we got it right and mustered for the parade at the front door of FAB and of course it didn’t take us long to wander inside.