Throughout history, great men have been called upon to do great things, unless of course they travel OTP and have Metro PCS. Heeding a heavenly call to turn a nightclub into a restaurant & coffee bar, the peeps behind Daily Bread Cafe. Bread's blessing West ATL with a schizophrenic lineup of digestibles from 'round the world, furnished with brown marble tables, a leather-chaired lounge area, a long gray bar with pint-glass-shaped hanging lamps, five semi-circular booths separated by giant pillars, and a glass-tiled waterfall; it was all put together because the owning family apparently answered the Lord's call to lose Utopia's sinful vibe and give the place a "Christian theme", aka, why Clooney's not Batman anymore. From a Bankhead bakery, all bread's delivered fresh...daily!... and used to make bread bowls filled with daily-changing soups (lobster bisque, roasted pepper & gouda, fajita) and sammies both hot (Korean BBQ beef, grilled salmon...) and cold, like peppercorn turkey w/ Swiss & wasabi dijon spread, roast beef, and ham that's "off the bone", presumably because it went to the Crossroads, and saw absolutely nobody. For noodle cravings, try the beefy pho soup, pad thai, or even fettuccini alfredo; there's even sushi including nigiri, cooked rolls (blackened chicken, tempura catfish), and standard guys like the Rainbow, Trio (spicy tuna, yellowtail, cream cheese), and the shrimp tempura, avocado, eel, cucumber, teriyaki-/aoli-sauced La La, which is unfortunately no longer available with a side of Chris Luva Luva and Poon Daddy. In the absence of alcohol, you can buzz up on espressos, cappuccinos, mochas, and caramelattes (hand-pressed using Church's Coffee). Every Saturday it's brunch with edibles like a spinach & mushroom omelet, steak & eggs w/ hashbrowns, French toast, pancakes, or waffles -- also a normal reaction when a higher power asks anything of a normal man.