by Hamed M. on
the chips and dips (trio) is great. and the drinks are also good, especially their $5 margarita. i even tried the margarita with gin (my drink of choice) instead of tequila, and it tasted wonderful. the bar doesn't seat many, but i haven't had a problem grabbing a seat, yet. the decor is amusing and a conversation starter. it enhances the darker, cozy feel of place.
by Marian B. on
One of my colleagues went to college in GA and told me I HAD to check out South City Kitchen. I also checked it out on rateclubs (as usual) and decided it was definitely worth a try. I could not and would not have returned to CA without tasting southern cuisine. South City Kitchen did not disappoint. It was a 45 wait to be seated but it was worth the wait. I ordered the fried chicken dish which I heard was their specialty. It came with mashed potatoes and ordered a side of fried green tomatoes and mac & cheese. The fried green tomatoes weren't my style but my other colleague eating with me devoured all of it. So it worked out because there was more for him to consume. The fried chicken was juicy and not super oily. It wasn't overly breaded and tasted good. I'm not a huge friend chicken fan and I usually remove the skin (I know I know.... "That's the best part!") but I decided to try it out for this meal. Not bad at all. Crispy and flavorful. I topped off the meal with pecan pie ala mode. YUM!!! Not intensely sweet and paired well with the vanilla ice cream. I left this place feeling satisfied and sedated. Now THAT is what I call southern comfort. =)
by Wendell Dapoz on
How can I top Elizabeth's review? It pretty much covers everything. A wig-flipping howl of a jamboree, indeed. I'll say this: just like cookies are a "sometimes" food, Bruno's is a "sometimes" bar. And by sometimes, I mean anytime but Saturday (and possibly Friday) nights. I was lured here by tales of Rat Pack retroness, but Frat Pack was more like it. I mean, do you think Sinatra would've liked Stankonia? Cuz that's what they were blasting in the front room. Still, this place has a lot to recommend it were it not so packed to the gills with frug-frantic dolls. The drink menus painted on the wall behind the bar, the ninja-bartenders who will have your cucumber gimlet ready before you can say Jack Robinson, and the live band in the back laying down the 70's funk grooves (though perhaps you can't get the band without the crowd). All in all, I will have to reserve judgment until I've come back on an off-night. Perhaps then it will be the perfect place to have your posse do their best Ocean's Eleven impression, and I can dish out another star (or two).