Uncle Fester's new digs in Atlanta ain't too shabby... Oh wait, wrong show.
I was pleasantly surprised that burgaz and faux hawks were not part of the decorum here. It woulda been sad if I saw Walt Disney floating around in some giant stainless steel tank in the corner making frozen foie gras margaritas. Instead, this joint is all class without the stuffiness upstairs (not saying that Craft wasn't good, it was verra good). The bartenders are a riot, I recommend you sit at the bar. They are truly blue collar workers with class. Befriend them and you're set for the night. Befiend them and you're S.O.L. Choose wisely. Do or do not, there is no try.
Smaller menu to Craft upstairs but not lacking in quality or selection one bit. Ingredients fresh and preparation and execution were spot on. Just a couple tidbits to nibble on while we slammed down booze... Bourbon-glazed pork belly, yogurt, radish & kumquats and braised pork shoulder, tomato molasses, green olives & white beans. Jesus, no wonder my pouch is related to a marsupial. Feed me!
Now, go tell your fwends...
Word is bond... And to your mother.
Burp!
The Mansion on Peachtree
3376 Peachtree Rd NE
Atlanta, GA 30326
(404) 995-7500
Thursday, January 8, 2009
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