Trederick’s is like that — uneven, yet charming in its way.
The fried seafood basket at Trederick’s comes with shrimp, two pieces of fish and a pan-seared crabcake, all good. The side of mac and cheese was a knockout. CONTRIBUTED BY WENDELL BROCK
I recommend sticking to the fried food: shrimp, catfish, whitefish, never oysters. My $22 fried seafood platter (two pieces of fish; fried shrimp; and a pan-seared, remoulade-drizzled crabcake on a bed of spring mix) was delicious. Never mind that the menu (maybe an old one?) stated clam strips rather than crabcake. Nor that I asked for clarification on the perceived mix-up and never got an answer. It was a solid crabcake. My choice of whiting was flavorful in a fishy but not overly fishy way, and the mac and cheese was divine.
The fried catfish with coleslaw and hush puppies at Trederick’s downtown. CONTRIBUTED BY WENDELL BROCK
I was also smitten with the catfish basket, and the server kindly allowed me to substitute coleslaw for fries. Hush puppies, made with just a hint of sugar, were solid on the first try, irresistible on the second.
It was at my early Sunday evening dinner that things began to go somewhat awry.
The 1-pound basket of “fried to perfection” oysters was a generous pile to be sure, but they were so overbreaded as to obscure the taste, and some of the bits and pieces had a generic flavor. We wondered if there weren’t a few clams in the mix. I can’t recommend such mediocre bivalves.
Our $29 platter of steamed crab legs and a lobster tail, to which we added a handful of shrimp for a $6 upcharge, was also disappointing: the lobster and crab only fair, the potatoes boiled so long they were bleached of flavor, the corn not exactly summer’s finest. We had to pick and pry at the front counter for a set of crab claws, by which time we’d pretty much cracked the crab. Sigh.
If at the end of the briny meal you feel a hankering for something sweet, do peep into the pastry case up front. There you’ll spy towering Southern layer cakes of the sort that grandmas make. When I asked about the carrot cake, the server told me it was “heavy.” I thought she meant rich, but she meant “as a brick.” Sure enough, I took a piece home, put it on my kitchen scale, and it clocked in at 1 pound. It glistened with sugar and vegetable oil (the standard ingredient to assure moisture in a spice cake).
Now, did I really need dessert so soon after a fried food feast? No. But I’m gonna play the research card. Turned out the cake was memorable in the same fashion as the rest of Trederick’s fare: visually appealing, filling, mostly unexceptional.
In a city far from the seafood shacks of memory, Trederick's brings a whiff of nostalgia. There are better places for fried seafood in town. (I like Po'Boy Shop, and the Colonnade's fried seafood is hard to beat.) But on certain occasions, it will do.
TREDERICK’S SEAFOOD & GRILL
11 a.m.-11 p.m. Mondays-Sundays. 609 Whitehall St. SW, Atlanta. 470-343-2175, tredericksseafood.com.
Recommended: Fried seafood platter. Fried catfish basket. Tilapia sandwich. Hush puppies. Mac and cheese.
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