Well, we didn't see this one coming. After two weeks in North Carolina, Buenos Aires, and Patagonia and interminable waits in various airports (including Houston with Ppadeaux's...no slouch), we staggered through Atlanta's vast airport filled with nacho/burger/chicken wings emporiums, and almost by chance (due to my wife's eagle eyes) stumbled upon this restaurant before heading out back to London. I should add, parenthetically, that it was the night of our 30th wedding anniversary, the reason for the trip.
And what we found, frankly, was the best culinary experience of the lot. Creative cooking, impeccable friendly, informed, and intelligent service from a transplanted Cambodian named Sopee, and dishes that could EASILY grace any five star restaurant in London or elsewhere. I had a pulled duck sandwich, my wife had pork belly with a parsnip puree. I also had a pumpkin cake with roasted bourbon pineapple and vanilla cream. These dishes were so outstanding that I asked to compliment the chef and find out who he was, and to my surprise was greeted several minutes later by the man mountain who is Dwayne Nutter, a chef and, it appears, a standup comedian. No joke, this guy is seriously talented. I didn't try the sushi, apparently the source of the disgruntled comments. Skip it. You can have sushi anywhere. What you can't have (in my experience) is a unique world-class culinary experience at decidedly un-world class prices. In an airport? Are you kidding me?