Dog-Gone It! You don't have to spend a fortune on a waredrobe to eat here... But try to dress accordingly. The table of Joe Six-Packs from upstate GA had the style coordination of the synchronized swim team in the Special Olympics... When did tight rolled acid washed jeans, knee slapping brown braided belts, denim snap button shirts, molester-stache and LA Tech light gear sneakers come back? They musta been here for the "grits".
The $30 prix fixe menu is less than the minimum political party donation... And you get instant gratification without the fear of being vetoed. You can't write in your choice from the main menu because there is no substitution... Yet. This crib is spacious, modern, so fwesh and so clean clean. So, let's get to the quick and dirty...
Roasted Tomato Soup - Verra tastee, good consistency and flavor, the fwied goat cheese ball melted in my mouth... Yes, I swallowed and licked my lips afterwards.
Buttermilk Fwied Chicken Bweast - A hefty portion, verra good crust, moist and tender inside. It was boneless since I didn't noticed any bones on the corner. Baked mac & cheese was a little too dry, eh, I like it sloppy, gooey and crusty on top kinda like the trannys on the corner of Linden/Courtland. Braised greens were well prepared and tasty... Makes me wonder if the little old lady washing dishes made it.
Maple Cheesecake - A worthy addition to the menu but not even in the same league as Junior's. The portion was enough to feed the whole soup kitchen line down the street.
Logan Turnpike Grits - Lobsta, Shroom and Ham/Pimento - Super creamy, warm and had the right amount of tooth... Are you listening girls? This ain't da Jersey Turnpike kinda grits. No wonder Joe and da Plumbers at the next table came here... This Grit is da Shit.
I don't care if they put lipstick on a Dog, Pig or a Maverick... The food is still good eating here. Especially, the Maverick.
Burp!
565 Peachtree St
Atlanta, GA 30308
(404) 835-1410
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