Juli Horsford

5 days ago | theinfatuation.com | Jacinta Howard |Juli Horsford |Nina Hemphill Reeder

From the Miller Union team, Madeira Park in Poncey-Highland sets the new standard for Atlanta wine bars with New American plates that hit like Steph Curry from the logo and an excellent 11-page wine list you’ll want to photograph so you can stock up at home. So it’s absolutely a spot for people who talk tannins, but even if you can’t tell merlot from moscato, the outstanding food is reason enough to be here. The creamy gnocchi and juicy poulet rouge (available after 5pm) are must-orders.

1 week ago | theinfatuation.com | Juli Horsford |Nina Hemphill Reeder |Jacinta Howard

Just AddedWhile the presentation of Ivy’s Heavenly Cobbler, a counter service spot in Grant Park is cute—it comes in a cross between a cupcake wrapper and a personal pie pan—it’s the least interesting thing about them. The crust is buttery, rich, dense yet still flakier than Atlanta weather. As tempting as it is to just focus there, don’t. The peaches in this cobbler are plump and sweet, and the spice-blend-to-sugar ratio is perfect.

2 weeks ago | theinfatuation.com | Jacinta Howard |Juli Horsford |Nina Hemphill Reeder

The Tron-esque tunnel entrance to Wagyu House looks like the ride queue to some space tour. Except the spacesuits are sponsored by Fashion Nova and the mission involves 90 minutes of tableside grilling marbled chuck eye and other AYCE options. This West Midtown KBBQ/JBBQ stays more booked and busy than an Instagram-famous veneer specialist (who is very likely here too).

2 weeks ago | theinfatuation.com | Juli Horsford |Jacinta Howard

Peek through the kitchen viewing window to check out the chefs stretching and dangling long strands of noodles. Then settle in for the hardest part of eating at Lanzhou Ramen: picking your preferred noodle thickness (hand-pulled flat, thick, thin, or thinnest—we usually do regular but there’s no wrong answer). This Buford Highway spot makes giant bowls of Chinese beef noodle soup.

1 month ago | theinfatuation.com | Nina Hemphill Reeder |Juli Horsford

Catching up with friends over brunch is a legitimate Atlanta pastime. The only thing that has and continues to hamper the joys of midday eggs and waffles are your late-a*s friends—we all have at least one friend or family member who notoriously shows up 45 minutes late to everything with no remorse. And of course, many brunch spots will refuse to seat you until (le sigh) “Everyone in your party is present,” which adds to the agonizing wait times for the hangry and hung over.