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Ok - I have to start out by saying that downtown Decatur is starting to get a reputation for it's restaurants. A GREAT reputation. I should also say that I am usually very reluctant to spend money on a meal...

So at the urging of a new friend - who knew one of the bartenders, I went to 246. Can I start off by saying this reminded me so much of why I wanted to name P-mark by it's building number?! Ok off tangent...

We started with the Heirloom tomatoes & fried pardon peppers:

Heirloom tomatoes were good - def not hot house tomatoes, but also something I felt like I could make at home (score!). The peppers were very yummy! And to quote my dining companion "you can't go wrong with butter!" (although I think they were actually fried)

Next we moved on to Ken's wild mushroom pie (recommended by our server) and lemon roasted beets:




Pizza was GREAT! They cut it into 4 pieces, but we only ate half the pizza (MAYBE because we had so much other food?....) I loved the wood oven baked crust - it was a wee bit burnt. But it was light - almost like a pita texture. Different and yummy. The sauce was just like a like it - a very simple fresh tomato sauce! And the rest was good (I'm going for the broccoli rabe next time, which was my first choice). And the beets were yummy! I don't know what they did to them - probably couldn't do it at home until the chef told me what he did, but I loved them!

And I just realized that I didn't take a picture of our dessert! We had Blueberry croustade with creme fraiche and lemon balm. Ok - didn't know until reading the menu that it had the lemon balm, I knew it had something that was genius in cutting the sweet of the blueberries, but didn't know what it was. Honestly - I was so stuffed by this point that I had one bite of dessert. So while I know it was good, I didn't eat enough to describe it to you!

This place was fun to experience. It's pretty industrial in it's design and I always like picking up decorating tips to implement. They also had all their fruit garnishes in canning jars....cute touch. It was a pretty happening place and I'll def return to at least try that pizza...and maybe one of the fancy drinks that I was watching the bartenders make.

Comments

katyC said…
nice food photos! looks YUMMY! the ATL area has some awesome restaurants- every time we go, my sister in law has a new place for us to try! I'm jealous... though I would have a really hard time not wanting to eat out every night :)

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