BY WYATT WILLIAMS
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Credit: Yvonne Zusel
Good evening. Rhett Butler here.
It has come to my attention that the good city of Atlanta has within our perimeter a restaurant named after me. Well, no, it isn't my name exactly, but it is called the Southern Gentleman , and if I'm not the man that name brings to your mind, my dear, I don't give a damn.
I must warn you, the news is not good.
But let us not speak of worst things first. This is a finely appointed room, located on the second floor above the well-polished Buckhead Atlanta estate. You’ll walk around a little balcony and step through a pair of doors where the entranceway has been tiled with the words “YES MA’AM.” A fine phrase, indeed.
The booths and tables and stools have been lined with tufts of conditioned leather, so that any seat may be a comfortable one. The walls have smoky mirrors that reflect the revelry of the evening. If you head to the lavatory, you will find floor tiles indicating separate rooms for “GENTS” and “BELLES.” Above the open kitchen pass, you’ll see a row of jugs just like the ones your old pappy put his moonshine in.
So, please, take a seat in a comfortable chair. It may be the finest pleasure you find at the Southern Gentleman.
Read our full review of Southern Gentleman here, scroll down to get a taste of what to expect if you visit, and click here to get the latest Atlanta food and dining news.
3035 Peachtree Road, Atlanta. Lunch, 11:30 a.m.–2:30 p.m. daily; dinner, 5–10 p.m. Sundays-Wednesdays, 5–11 p.m. Thursdays-Saturdays.
Credit: Yvonne Zusel
Credit: Yvonne Zusel
Credit: Yvonne Zusel
Credit: Yvonne Zusel
Credit: Yvonne Zusel
Credit: Yvonne Zusel
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