Auburn Angel
Longtime Atlanta restaurateur Asa Fein has remodeled the previous location of the Auburn Avenue Rib Shack, a historic cinder-block nook constructing within the shadow of the downtown connector, into an city oasis of high quality food and drinks known as Auburn Angel. Stud-out renovations combine industrial interiors with cosmopolitan prospers, akin to olive-green fake alligator leather-based banquettes and a triptych of suave sconces. Some unique options stay, together with the Rib Shack barbecue pit. A comparatively small eating room is prolonged by a big outside patio.
For Auburn Angel, Fein teamed up with chef Robbie Pacheco, previously of Cardamom Hill, and pastry chef Pamela Moxley, a James Beard semifinalist for her work at Miller Union. The altering menu, principally small plates, showcases “Chef Robbie’s” world influences, with Lowcountry classics like oxtail garnished with Hakurei turnips, and a piquant steak tartare topped with caviar and paired with yuca chips. His plating evokes a aptitude for excellence: a charred little gem salad delivered with a bouffant of emerald lettuce, topped with a beneficiant fan of zesty peeled kumquats, cherry tomatoes and watermelon radishes, layered on a thick beetroot. Moxley’s dessert consists of rhubarb tart à la mode—an orange-infused vanilla, topped with almond brittle. It nearly makes you imagine in angels. Candy Auburn — Rachel Garbus
Pendolino
After years of working for high-profile restaurateurs, notably Tom Colicchio and Ford Fry, chef Kevin Maxey has lastly discovered a spot to name his personal with the Italian-inspired bistro Pendolino in Chastain Market. On a current night opening, late daylight streamed in as leather-based cubicles and oak and marble tables shortly crammed with well-heeled patrons; The after-work crowd grabbed stools on the lengthy, elegant bar, and a good-looking influencer scrolled by his cell from a comfortable window nook. Throughout the room, Chef Maxie hustles flowers from the kitchen, stacks glasses on the servers’ stations, and checks in with the hosts—her new “child” at each flip.
The bustling restaurant, named after an olive tree selection, options excessive ceilings, Murano glass chandeliers, and splendid materials of soppy greens, deep reds, and heat ivories that match the trattoria’s combine of sunshine and darkish woods, however do not feel stuffy. Pleasant furnishings. The menu options a couple of red-sauce Italian-American standbys, some artistic pasta favorites, plus wood-fired pidgeot—vital for teenagers. Whereas Italian-influenced, the meals additionally has its roots within the South, utilizing seasonal components in antipasti, salads, greens, grilled meats and seafood. The signature cocktail is expensive, however robust and playful. The wine listing leans Italian however presents selections from different areas around the globe. A well-appointed patio is a superb house to soak up and be seen. Sandy Springs – Vane Franco
two donkeys
Within the phrases of our esteemed restaurant critic, Christian Lauterbach, “Have a look at these two guys – they’re at all times rocking it.” In truth, Skip Engelbrecht and Nan Le’s knack for crafting a enjoyable and informal menu, with reasonably priced fare, has helped flip the previous Woman Ha house right into a boozy tacos-and-more hideout alongside the Beltline’s Eastside Path. Enter from the bottom flooring of the Ford Manufacturing facility Lofts (in Ponce Metropolis Market), and you’ve got three choices: doorways on the left result in the eating room; Doorways on the proper result in a hangout house with tables, bar and a small lounge; Or you’ll be able to head upstairs to the patio with loads of tables, a couple of barstools and a counter for ordering. The patio sits just under the Beltline, so it is good for gazing at passers-by or taking within the skyline or wispy clouds. Tacos, burritos, ceviche, margaritas, beer (together with Hopsticks brew—Hopsticks proprietor Andy Tan additionally co-owns the restaurant), rum- and tequila-focused cocktails, and a laid-back vibe. Poncey-Hyland – Vene Franco
This text appeared in our July 2024 concern.
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