So let me start off by saying this won’t be a full-on review. Because quite honestly, it can’t be. What kind of integrity would I uphold as a serious, unpaid, lowly wordpress journalist if I allowed myself to post reviews of a restaurant where I was more than drunk at?
So here you go. I asked my twitter followers for a great restaurant in midtown Atlanta and this won by long shot. So here’s some terrible cellphone, grainy pictures paired with some brief, equally unappealing captions. Why are you even still reading this? God you are patient and kind. But I will tell you this — it was delicious. You done did good, twitter. You done did good.
The menu. It was a little tough but the natural ink paired with the recycled, environment-friendly paper made it flavorful and delicious.
Vodka lemonade with Thyme sprigs. Now, vodka lemonade is already one of my most favorite drinks, but lemonade can be pretty sugary and it makes me feel a little guilty…guiltier than a vodka-soda, at least. But this was too good to pass up, and the thyme definitely SPICED it up. BAHAHAHA GET IT! THYME IS A SPICE! Or is it an herb? Is an herb a spice? Who cares let’s move on.
Cornbread. Biscuits. Butter. My love for butter goes back to my childhood days, when I would sneak down and literally get a stick of salted butter out of the fridge and bite the corner. Really. I did this. I was a classy child and that is what classy children do.
Fried Tennessee Catfish with zucchini slaw and red chili mayo. This was one of my favorite things of the night. The mayo was crucial and added such an extra kick that I forgot I was incoherently drunk. The catfish was breaded in cornmeal and the crunch was ohhhh so good.
Hot Ham and Cheese with pimento cheese and pickles. Not my favorite. Bread was a little soggy, something cringeworthy for a person who has such a love for super toasty grilled cheese sandwiches. But the flavor was definitely there. Needed that crispy edge, though.
Pork BBQ on a scallion-grits hoecake. Heh. Hoecake. One of John’s favorites of the night. I made the mistake of trying it without the hoecake so it was kinda so-so to me. According to the boys, the hoecake made it life changing. So yeah. Never refuse a hoe.
Maryland Crab Cake. I loved this. It was perfect. That is all.
The “Boo-Yah-Baze”. Of course a play off Bouillabaisse, which is basically a seafood soup with veggies and herbs. This particular one had shrimp, crawfish, catfish, fingerlings, okra, and sweet corn in a saffron tomato broth. To sum it up, it almost made me regret my decision of ordering fried chicken, as John ordered this dish. Anything that even comes CLOSE to making me doubt ordering fried chicken is amazing.
And here she is. My most favorite food in the world. Fried chicken. Look at that skin!! Here’s what I look for in piece of fried chicken: it is crucial to me that the skin be uber-crispy and salty-flavorful while still being a part of the chicken. None of that crazy crust or breading that takes on a completely different form. I don’t want the skin to be some sort of shell around the meat. I want them to be one. Is that too much to ask? I don’t think so. South City Kitchen did this perfectly.
So there you have it. In Atlanta? Definitely recommend this place. Let me know below if you’ve been and if you loved it as much as our drunken selves.
South City Kitchen
1144 Crescent Avenue NE, Atlanta, GA -(404) 873-7358
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I am walking distance from this place, my office is…man that drink is a must on my list…thyme is a herb, major Jamaican must have….every meat gets marinated with it…seems odd in a drink.
Chrissy loves food! So do I! Love u girl!
I’m a native Atlantan and agree with your review for the most part. There are fewer things I enjoy more than fried chicken, and South City has got it down to a T. Next time you’re in Atlanta, though, let me know because there are far better restaurants here than South City Kitchen that you guys will have to check out. By the way, I was beyond excited to find out you were in town via Twitter. I kept drunkenly insisting to my friends that we had to find out where you were and go there because I was convinced we’d become bffs if we were to meet…five mins later, I was passed out having consumed copious amounts of wine at The Iberian Pig in Decatur, GA (one of the restaurants – and areas – you should definitely check out next time!). sigh
Anyway – love your blog and love you!
After your childhood butter confession I feel so much better about myself. I too was a butter sneaker. And I rightfully earned the nickname “butter-ball”. And even at 31, my family still likes to occasionally call me that.
Damn now I want some fried chicken….
Ok, your next assignment, master fried chicken. and blog about it of course.
Hi dronkie
Its 5am on a Monday morning. Getting ready to go to work. Thank you for making me want to eat. So early
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I really need your or John’s fried chicken recipe. Please. If you have already posted it I will not be lazy, but I will look for it.
I too love deep fried crispy just enough salty flavourful batter must be one with the chicken, chicken. Very difficult to find….
Anywhoo, rise and grind…bleh…
Thx for the post as always.
oxo
Omgosh I love your blog Chrissy!!! Honestly it has become my guilty pleasure & I can’t believe how much joy I get from reading your entries.. It’s sickening..
I just went to South City Kitchen on Saturday for brunch. I ordered the chicken and waffles! It was the best fried chicken I have had in a while.
Looks great. What was under the fried chicken? Grits?
I appreciated this post just because I too was a classy child…I would sneak and eat butter in the middle of the night.
I still gnaw on the mixture of butter and sugar when making cookies. Classy adult, obviously.
your blog never ceases to amaze me!!!! so much food porn, so much…food porn.
I was at South City Kitchen on Friday night as well. I hate to have missed you. This place is one of my favorite restaurants in Atlanta. Aside from the great food, the service is on point as well. I almost always get the buttermilk fried chicken but I subsitute the collard greens for mac n cheese. The ceasar salad comes with these huge ice cube sized croutons that are filled with buttery grits. I’ve taken to just skipping the salad all together and just ordering a side of the croutons. They are so delicious. Even my date who is notoriously not a fan of grits, loved them. Getting the fried green tomatoes are a must and the Booyah blaze is a tasty combination of great flavors and spices. We topped our meal off with a couple of white russians for dessert. Glad you enjoyed it.
It is a shame you didn’t try their fried green tomatoes or the Shrimp/Scallops and grits. One of my friends and I were just talking about how we needed to go to SCK soon! Glad you enjoyed it. There are tons of other great restaurants in Atlanta but you started with a good one!
Get in my bellyyyy