Take a gander of a night in the life of Gastro's pouch...
Escargots - 2 big ass snails in a puff pastry bouche wading in a delicate red wine reduction... Ah, yum, oui oui! Toilette is to the left, pal...
Mushroom Tartlette - Call me a tart, I don't care because this grub was G O O D.
Piroshkis - Nice pastry crust but the pork and veal was a bit overwhelmed by the heavy amount of onions. The tarragon butter sauce is very Fwench... Thick and fatty goodness. If you closed your eyes, it almost tastes like foie gras... I said Almost.
Creme of Celeriac - Campbell's cream of mushroom ain't got nothing on this celeriac wild mushroom soup. I can swallow a mouthful of this creamy goodness every night and I don't even expect a kiss. Yumum.
Paella - Ok, you're asking WTF am I ordering this at a Fwench joint? I asked the same question and wonder could this be good? The answer was meh. It wasn't bad just not a real paella obviously, no crispy yum yums. They shoulda just called it Latin-Atlanta rice with meat and seafood. I still didn't get why they put this on the menu... Curiosity didn't killed Gastro's appetite cuz he ate every last morsel. Burp.The bwead service was kinda dirty but tasty... Half a crunchy baguette that you shred to pieces trying to break apart. The wine selection is good for a cozy joint of this size... A bot of Cotes Du Rhone was reasonably priced and did the trick for the Snarky Snacker but she didn't get too rowdy.
This joint gets looked over so many times and really doesn't get the attention it should for it's fresh ingredients and good cooking techniques. As good as the dinner menu is... I'm still not paying $16 for a friggin Balut Benedict for brunch.
Munch.
573 N Highland Ave NE
Atlanta, GA 30307
(404) 523-9121
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