Asian Spice and Everything Nice

Hawkers Asian Street Fare is an engaging, affordable new chain restaurant that has opened in the StudioPlex Alley on the East Beltline, near Auburn Avenue. The colorful new restaurant is a stark contrast to an ...

Tex Mex Atlanta Style

I couldn’t wait to try Ford Fry’s new Tex-Mex restaurant, Little Rey, but I admit I was nervous. Many decades ago, I landed in Houston, Texas, as the editor of a big glossy magazine. The last thing I looked for...

Farmers Market Jitters

It’s about 9:30am Sunday and I’ve stumbled out of bed and walked across the street to the Grant Park Farmers Market. Despite its proximity, I rarely visit the market. I know it’s a great opportunity to buy loca...

Free Pasta, Xanax Not Included

It’s 9pm on Friday at Varuni Napoli, the five-year-old pizzeria across from Ansley Mall. Virtually packed when we arrived, its largely neighborhood crowd has already begun to thin out when someone begins shouti...

Meat and Three “Supper”

My father used to scream at me to “turn down that goddamn country music!” whenever I played Bob Dylan’s “House of the Rising Sun.” I’d scream back, “It’s not country music! It’s about a whorehouse!” This memory...

Mexican Must-Haves and Have-Nots

This week’s category is Mexican street food. I’ve got some news and reviews.Tuza is a newish taqueria in the Berkeley Park section of the Westside. The name confuses me. There is a tiny town in the Oaxaca s...

Cheap Eats, Strong Drinks

This week, we’re going to take a brief look at two restaurants. They are inexpensive and quirky. One of them will happily get you drunk.Feedel Bistro: This Ethiopian/Eritrean restaurant is near the intersec...

Food for the Soul

How much do I hate the Food Network? Let me put it this way: The only time I’ve ever watched it more than a few minutes is when my mother was dying. She kept the TV in her room at a nursing home tuned to it 24/...

Baguettes on a Budget

You’ve probably noticed that Atlanta is in the grips of an explosion of French restaurants. I’m not altogether sure why this is, but I’m guessing it has to do with the city’s ever-louder, chest-pounding prosper...

Eating for the Soul

Like clockwork, my midlife crisis arrived when I turned 40. Watching all of my friends die from AIDS, I lived in a vortex of death and terror. At my therapist’s suggestion, I enrolled in a weekend workshop at t...

Atlanta’s Hidden Tamale Treasure

The last few weeks haven’t been fun. I had minor eye surgery followed by a stomach virus, followed by a cold of such ferocity that I began to wonder, “What would Jesus do?” Soon my nostrils and eyes cleared, I ...