The Atlanta Student Movement: 50 Years Later

At breakfast tables across Atlanta on March 9, 1960, quiet consumption of coffee, grits, and eggs was disrupted as subscribers to the Atlanta Constitution and Atlanta Daily World opened their morning papers to discover a startling full-page ad.

“An Appeal for Human Rights,” read the big, bold type at the top of the page. Be

Provençal tart (Pissaladière)

Whenever my dad travels from Burgundy to visit me here in Atlanta, he insists that I make him this dish that first originated in Southern France. Topped with sweet, caramelized onions, black olives, anchovies, and fresh thyme, this savory, pizza-like tart is pure comfort.
Hawks Uno

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Staplehouse

GQ names Staplehouse one of America’s best new restaurants in 2016

This is more good news for the local star, which struggled to pick up steam when the doors opened in October of last year.

Pouring Over the Past

Whatever happened to sauces? If they appear at all on the dishes served in many modern American restaurants, sauces tend to hide meekly under a hunk of protein. I understand why young chefs who carefully source vegetables and meats from within a hundred-mile radius do not want to disguise their flavors or blur the contours of a composition. Eliminating sauces altogether, though, dismisses a component that helped cooking evolve into an art form. Sauces used to be the hallmark of a professional kitchen. They linked the ingredients on a plate. They added glamour to simple preparations. At their best, they imparted richness without heaviness. I can still recite the names of French mother sauces—beginning with béchamel (flour, butter, and milk transformed)—and their variations like an incantation: hollandaise, béarnaise, velouté, espagnole, bordelaise, Mornay, Périgueux, Nantua . . .
Girl Diver

The verdict on 3 new Atlanta restaurants: Girl Diver, Ok Yaki, and the Chastain

Richard Tang’s latest mixes Asian cuisines, Ok Yaki seems straight from Japan, and the Chastain opens in a legendary space

#6: The General Muir

The towering pastrami sandwich slathered with grainy mustard; the Swiss chard fritters at dinner, barely visible under a blizzard of Parmesan; the poutine, available noon and night, tangled with cheese curds and just enough...

Midtown’s Whole Foods Market will open a fast-casual Brazilian restaurant this spring

The health-conscious organic grocery store is continuing the expansion and renovation of its 650 Ponce de Leon Avenue location with a fast-casual Brazilian restaurant. Tentatively titled the Roast, the restaurant will be the first of its kind for the company.

Top Chef 9.11 recap: The last seven dwarves

Given that this week's episode of "Top Chef" was one long, shameless plug for the upcoming "Snow White and the Huntsman" movie, it seemed appropriate to take a moment and come up with some dwarf names for the Bravo show's final seven cheftestants. But really, I just found myself wanting to name most of them Dopey, except maybe Sarah Grueneberg of Spiagga in Chicago, whom I’d call Sweaty.Her impressive perspiration was once again on display during this week’s Quickfire Challenge, which gave the chefs 30 minutes to prepare a sophisticated dish made from three ingredients they would pick from a conveyor belt. The first items on the belt would be the least useful—Pop Rocks, Goldfish crackers, Saltines, etc.—and the better stuff would come later, when there was less time left to work with them, according to guest judge Eric Ripert of New York’s famed Le Bernardin.In a fantastic display of can-do attitude, Ed Lee of Magnolia in Louisville, Kentucky, tells us: "I have no idea what’s going on, but I know it’s going to suck for us."The best part of this segment is watching Chris Jones of Chicago’s Moto repeatedly try to grab a bucket of lobsters but fail to do so because he can’t move fast enough to catch them on the fairly slow-moving conveyor. "Those f-ing bastards," he grunts. (Dude, you’re only ten feet away from the belt! Pick up your pace!) Eventually, on his third or fourth try, he manages to snatch one wriggling crustacean.Paul Qui of Uchiko in Austin makes one of the worst dishes: mussels in ginger with bitter melon broth and some component made with Wonder Bread. Eric Ripert takes a bite and makes a face like he has smelled baby poop.Beverly makes black eyed peas with tofu and curried Rice Krispies but fails to get the cereal on the plate when time is called. Had she managed to get that ingredient plated, "you would’ve won this by a mile," says host and judge Padma Lakshmi, wearing an unfortunate and bunchy gray jumpsuit. But Beverly misses out on immunity, which instead goes to winner Lindsay, who made bouillabaisse in fennel and Pernod broth.Next up is the Elimination Challenge, in which the chefs are tasked with creating a gothic feast fit for a queen. "Queen Latifah?" Chris J. wonders. Nope, it’s actress Charlize Theron, who stars as the Wicked Queen in "The Huntsman." Sarah nearly cries. Ed’s head is "a-spinning."Each chef gets $250 to spend at Whole Foods on ingredients for "wickedly beautiful" dishes. Ed thinks maybe he should get pig’s blood and spray it on everyone. Chris J. is thinking maggots and worms.  The next day, the chefs have two hours to each prepare a course for Charlize, Padma, Eric, guest judge Emeril Lagasse, and head judge Tom Colicchio. Ed’s dish is the first course: Tuna tartare with black garlic ponzu and Asian pear vinaigrette (and fried fish scales), which has a dark and a light sauce that are supposedly battling like good and evil over the tuna in the middle, or some such nonsense."You put good and evil together and you get a politician," Tom says, inspiring the fakest giggles ever uttered by Padma and Charlize.Paul is next, and offers up foie gras with bacon, pumpernickel, pickled cherries, and beets, with a "bloody" handprint on the plate. "I love this. So beautiful. And so scary," Charlize says. Eric winces, and says he hopes Paul wore a glove."It’s a beautiful love song," Padma says, making me wonder if the ladies took some ecstasy before the meal. "A beautiful murder song," Charlize coos. Who knew she was so method?And now for the usual dinner table patter: "We have eight dwarves," Charlize says, of "The Huntsman." "Is that a union issue?" Tom says. Padma: "If there was an eighth dwarf—" Charlize: "—it would be Tom.

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