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A quick primer on Chinese hot pot restaurants in Atlanta

Chinese hot pot restaurants aren’t new to Atlanta, but we’ve never had as many as we do now. And these days, you can experience the hot pot ritual—in which you simmer a variety of ingredients in bubbling broth—in more finely appointed settings, with menus devoted to authentic regional styles.
Christiane Chronices: Ethiopian food in Atlanta

Atlanta doesn’t have a Chinatown or a Little Ethiopia. That’s (mostly) a good thing.

Atlanta is a melting pot of different cultures' cuisines—and that's a good thing. The problem is the restaurants where I most want to eat are getting farther and farther away. Also: Feedel Bistro—and Ethiopian food—is for everyone.

The Christiane Chronicles: I am a spoon freak. Don’t give me the wrong size.

I’ve always had a thing for spoons—their shape, their size, their depth, the roundness of their bowls. But far too often, I am given the wrong kind of spoon—if I get one at all. Plus, praise for Mary Ingersoll-Weeks and Alon’s Bakery's cheese counter.
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The Christiane Chronicles: For the love of wine varietals

Less aggressive than a Muscadet, livelier and more aromatic than a Pinot Grigio, falanghina is a little-known white varietal that has, of late, become more visible among wine geeks—and it deserves to be all the rage. Also: the fall of the meat-and-three in Atlanta.
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The Christiane Chronicles: For the love of casseroles

Betsy McKay has kept the art of the casserole alive for almost eight years at a refined little spot in Morningside called...Casseroles. I can’t drive past the small easel she sets out on Lanier Boulevard without craving her tamale pie, chicken and biscuits, and eggplant Parmesan. Also: Why restaurant terraces and patios are almost always a bust.
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The Christiane Chronicles: America, home of the unfinished plate

Christiane Lauterbach is embarrassed by the amount of food she sees sent back to the kitchen. "In some respects, I’m still not a wasteful American. I eat the tails of my shrimp. I chew on chicken bones until they are perfectly clean of cartilage. And still, the amount of food I leave behind in restaurants makes me feel like a criminal. I secretly hope that some rodent will enjoy whatever ends up in the dumpster."
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The Christiane Chronicles: The delightful wonder that is Decatur’s First Oriental Market

First Oriental Market was established in 1984 by Diane Bounngaseng and her family in a ramshackle building plopped in Decatur. It is more than a place to grab some Chinese eggplants. It is always an adventure.
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The Christiane Chronicles: Stop cooking my vegetables to death

The best carrot I ever ate wasn’t charred, blistered, sous-vided, dusted with ashes, or suffering any of the indignities chefs now routinely submit our vegetables to. The best carrot I ever ate came right out of the ground.
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The Christiane Chronicles: Homemade butter, begone!

Why are chefs milling their own flour, fermenting yogurt, and churning butter as if they lived in a little house on the prairie? Butter is easy to make—but hard to make well. Chefs shouldn’t waste their energy playing dairymaid.
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The Christiane Chronicles: Atlanta is awash with too many ridiculous cocktails

I can probably name 15 Atlanta bartenders who can create and pour artisanal cocktails worth drinking. But no more. Plus: The restaurant you should recommend to your out-of-town friends seeking Southern fare is Kevin Gillespie’s Revival.

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