Author Cliff Bostock

Is there such a thing as a queer restaurant? In my three decades of writing about food, that question has been endlessly debated. I used to think it was a dumb idea. Now, after studying too much queer theory, I...

Recently, the website “Money Wise” announced that Maggiano’s Little Italy is America’s favorite “casual dining restaurant” – the usual term these days for a full-service chain restaurant. I typically dislike ch...

If you’re a diehard foodie, you know the name Peter Chang. Many consider him to be America’s master of the extra-spicy cuisine of China’s Sichuan region. His story, including stints in the Marietta area, is ful...

Atlanta has become obsessed with Vietnamese food. It started well over five years ago with diners stampeding Buford Highway in search of the best pho, the classic soup of beef broth, noodles, herbs, and meats. ...

My friend Frank had to get up from the table and power-walk his way to the restroom during a recent meal at Gu’s Kitchen. The cause wasn’t what you’re thinking. His mouth was on fire. His sinuses were gushing. H...

The latest barbecue joint to open in Atlanta is Wood’s Chapel BBQ in Summerhill, a historic neighborhood that was home to freed slaves and Jewish immigrants after the Civil War. The restaurant’s name is taken f...

If your thing is pizza, meat, and veganism, you’ll want to check out Plant Based Pizzeria in Virginia-Highland. Open since January, the tiny venue is open for take-out only. While the exterior is completely non...

I’ve been trying to get to LLoyd’s since it opened six months ago, but friends have resisted it as “just another gastropub” in our hard-drinking city. I thought this was bullshit, considering that I don’t drink...

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 ...

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...

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...