What follows are some of my favorites in some of our city’s neighborhoods. Atlanta’s restaurant growth remains in manic overdrive. At this point, finding a good restaurant requires no more effort than throwing ...
My mother often took me to Chinese restaurants when I was a kid. I was always dragged into the kitchen where barbecued ducks dangled from hooks. Most of these restaurants’ menus included strictly American dishe...
Surely the most colossally stupid thing issuing from the toilet formerly known as the White House these days is the vilification of immigrants. It’s stupid because we have always been a nation of immigrants. It...
The holidays have once again wrapped their red-and-green fingers around our delicate necks to strangle the life and last dollar out of us. That’s my way of saying “Happy Holidays” before feeding you some quick ...
Christmas comes but once a year—and thank God for that. I’ve long advocated that Christmas become a centennial holiday, but that would wreck the economy and reduce the annual incidence of family fights, bouts o...
Wouldn't it be nice if every good restaurant meal could be cheap? That's not possible, of course. But believe me, excellent food is no longer the sole province of pricey restaurants. Casual plac...
Not a week goes by that I don’t dine on Vietnamese cuisine, my absolute favorite in the world. So I was excited, to say the least, when Guy Wong, owner of the renowned Miso Izakaya, announced he was opening Le ...
This is a catch-up week—blurbs of some recent meals with friends at three favorite restaurants. All are in the middle price range, at least at lunchtime. Himalayan Spice: This restaurant is unique in Atlanta...
Once upon a time, according to internet gossip, there was a kitschy, fun burger joint on Buford Highway called Oogleblook. It was opened by the Morrison’s Cafeteria people in the late 1960s, along with one on P...