Tag: food and dining

There are plenty of places to find quality wine in Atlanta, but Perrine Prieur is the only shop owner who can claim to have grown up among the grapes that she sells.

Almost every day, Brian Dulisse folds and kneads up to 120 rustic rounds of sourdough, rye, and other breads by hand.

Is that an original Picasso hanging above your booth? You bet your caviar it is. But despite the abundance of museum-quality art, Atlas is more than just a beautifully designed space. It’s also a wonderful place to dine.

With one of the friendliest smiles in town, Rusty Bowers doesn’t look like someone who breaks down animal carcasses for a living.

There’s no better place to sate your late-night cravings than Ford Fry’s upscale steakhouse on the Westside.

The front room of this Buford Highway treasure is stocked with some of the world’s finest teas. The friendly, knowledgeable employees will gladly steer you to fine pours like matcha green tea, smoky oolong, or a delicate Chinese white tea.

The intoxicating aroma of this soul food institution’s signature dish hits you before you’re even halfway to the front door. With a featherlight crust that flakes onto the table and into your lap, and flesh as juicy as potlikker, this chicken is as hallowed as the restaurant itself, which opened in 1947.

Toys, a self-service wine station, and orders that come out faster than your two-year-old can say “more snacks!” mean Riccardo Ullio’s Italian outpost is about as family-friendly as a restaurant that doesn’t serve corn dogs can get.

The best steak we tasted all year was this dry-aged, bone-in ribeye weighing in at a heart-stopping 2.2 pounds. Served with a Tempranillo bordelaise sauce, the hunk arrives with a crusty, smoky sear and meat so velvety that it might as well be custard.

This ITP expansion of the 10-year-old Roswell-based chain is an oasis of calm in the hubbub of Atlantic Station. The slick marble bar and industrial tables can get packed, but the space is full of natural light.