Horseradish Grill

Quaint but dated, refined Southern cuisine.

I have been here several times and each time it gets just a little bit worse. It reminds me of a young woman who still thinks she’s beautiful but continues to gain weight and not do anything about it. The fried chicken they used to be known for was completely under cooked last time I had it. It was embarrassing. For them.
The really sad part is it is in a perfect location, great neighborhood who is ready and willing to come back. It still has a regular set of regulars who are typically those of us who just want somewhere quick to go and willing to pay a little extra for the convenience of somewhere close and hoping for a little nostalgia. However, the food and service is nowhere close to where it was 10 years ago. Not even close.
The best thing they could do is close the place down for a few months, give it a nice makeover, keep the name and have a grand reopening with a refreshed and updated menu.

Omg! Best patio in Atlanta! And Mark is the Bomb! Courteous, friendly, knowledgeable & really cute!

Great food questionable service We had to get up twice and ask for our waiter. I think the management doesn’t know how to assign outside tables. There were 6 outside tables with 6 different waiters.

Very disappointing. We arrived at 7:30 and were promptly seated. It was fifteen minutes before we saw a server, another fifteen before a basket of very dry biscuits with a metallic aftertaste (guessing too much baking soda) were delivered.
We ordered two appetizers, bbq pork and calamari; our daughter didn’t like the pork, the server graciously offered to replace it, she ordered PB&J off the kid’s menu. But still no calamari, «I didn’t hear you order it.» «I can have it out in a minute, fifteen minutes later it arrives. Overbreaded with a small ramekin of marinara sauce, about as ordinary as it could be, no lemon, no garnish.
At 8:30 — we’ve been there an hour — our server tells us that the kitchen doesn’t have peanut butter, has never had it. Why it’s on the kid’s menu is beyond me, as is why it took our server twenty minutes to find this out. She orders grilled cheese instead. And then our entrees arrive, while our daughter waits.
As to the entrees, (Parmesan crusted scallops with Lobster Risotto) scallops were dry and flavorless. Worse yet was the lobster risotto, which was really rice (zero creaminess, as if they ran out of risotto) with a mild tomato flavor, no hint whatsoever of lobster, and cold. At which the server offered to bring a «fresh side of risotto.» (btw, this is a $ 31 entrée)
My wife had ordered a salad with dressing on the side, what she got was an overly dressed salad.
The service was pleasant, but very very slow, and I’ve never heard «your food will be out in a minute» overused as much as it was that evening. The only thing that was quick was the over-​pouring of wine (glass down to half full, back up to 2/​3rds), an awful practice designed to push wine sales that most restaurants have long since abandoned.
Compared with all the truly excellent dining options that now exist in Atlanta, Horseradish Grill really needs to do more than rely on its looks (excellent) and Chastain Park location.

I ate here with my husband and two adult children before they Steely Dan concert last night. It was our first time and we were very very pleased. The atmosphere is great the service was wonderful and the menu was delightful. We will definitely return again.

I love this place. I have so many fond memories here. My bridal lunch, holidays, Easter. My favorite thing is on Sunday’s… Chicken and biscuits but it has the most amazing tomato sausage gravy. Coming from someone who doesn’t love tomatoes says something. I would eat it as a soup. Of course the fried green tomatoes are a hit. The bread basket they serve is over the moon.
Dessert is always amazing. I love love this blonde like thing with ice cream. The ice cream cools whatever the amazing sauce makes it kinds sticky. Apple crumb, key lime pie. I think the on, y thing we were crazy about was the cheesecake.
The surrounds are rustic chic. Reminiscent of a barn, but also a conservatory garden. There is a beautiful down stairs wine cellar where you can have personal parties or when they get crowded.

Wow… it’s been another evening at Horseradish Grill were we were treated like really unwelcome guests…
A very unfriendly waiter, not at all attentive, slamming the plates down on the table without clearing the appetizer plates out if the way before…
Not bothering to a, s if our daughter (9) would care for a kids menu, not bringing biscuits like all other tables were served… not clearing dirty plates away.
So obvious to us that he didn’t want to be there — or maybe just didn’t want to serve us.
This was accompanied by so so food today…
…Horseradish Team — you need to put more effort in — if you care, that is…

Terrible experience. 6 of us were going after work for a cocktail and appetizers. We were told by the unfriendly hostess that we could not sit at a table outside for just appetizers and drinks. The place was empty. We chose to stay and sit at the bar and asked for a cocktail menu, we were told they don’t do shaken cocktails on event nights at chastain. When we looked around and noticed that there were two people in the restaurant at this point he begrudgingly handed us a menu. We stayed and ended up spending $ 300 and never even received a smile from anyone who worked there.
Not recommended and I will never step foot in this place againn

Everything on the menu is top notch. If you haven’t eaten there it’s time to check it out.

The best restaurant in Atlanta. Food is great and service even better. Love this place! Rebecca

I had not been to The Horseradish Grill in 10 or more years and it could br another 20 before I will forget about the disappointing dining experience we had last night. It started with the hostess who had no sense of humor or would even crack a smile. Then our waiter Mark showed up and had a dirty/​stained shirt and was overall very sloppy. We were pushed from the minute we sat down and were asked to finish up our conversation at the bar. Now they did not mind taking our cocktail, appetizer, main course, dessert and coffee order. But once we paid they wanted us out. Rude from when we walked in the door. Forget the food who cares at that point. There are too many other restaurants in Atlanta.
Thanks for the southern hospitality.

When the hostess calls to confirm your reservation because the kitchen closes shortly, take it as a sign.
I had reservations set for 9:30pm on a Saturday. The hostess called to confirm and informed me that the kitchen closed not long after our reservation. So, we hurried along and arrived slightly before our scheduled reservation.
Upon being seated, everything seemed to be rushed. I’ve been in restaurants near closing time on many occasions but never have I felt rushed to place my order and finish eating.
I orders the NY Strip and my counterpart ordered the friend chicken. The fried chicken tasted like day old chicken; you could obviously tell that it was the end of the night and they served whatever was left despite the quality. The steak was cooked to the appropriate temp but was mediocre at best. The sides were just blah — tried the spinach, mashed potatoes, Mac and cheese, and green beans.
The ambiance was nice. The setup was intimate and they also had covered patio/​outdoor seating. From the reviews that I read, I would hope that this was not an accurate representation of the quality of their body of work. I’d like to to attribute this to the hour of my visit (but even then, I expect better). I may give this place another shot but it won’t be anytime in the near future.

We had yet another birthday celebration here recently, and this was the best place of the three celebrations we had for my SO.
We started the evening off with the Pimento Cheese balls which were so amazing the gentleman decided to share a second order prior to the entrees. The ladies went with brussels with a sesame sauce which changed my outlook on how Brussels could be prepared and taste.
I went with the Fried Chicken which our server was quick to point out that Rachel Ray loved. That was honestly the only taste in my mouth all evening I didn’t want to experience again.
We ended with several desserts sampled around the table. It truly broke my inner fat kid to have to leave something so delicious on the table but I had reached my limit.
Definitely looking forward to our next trip back.

Really liked this place. Nice décor would love to see in in the summer in its glory.
I order the red snapper. It was well prepared and nice. Good plate. But two people ordered the juicy lucies. Very disappointing. I waved about others I have had filled full. There’s hardly had anything in them. Almost empty with the pimento cheese

I remember seeing this place on Rachel Ray’s show 10 years ago and how cuckoo she was over it, how she just raved on and on about the fried chicken. Always being a place I really wanted to try, I finally got around to it the other night and it was easily one of the most unappealing dining experiences I’ve had in a minute.
A couple days before our reservation, a rep from Horseradish Grill contacted my husband to let him know that the upstairs was booked up for a party and they were moving us to the basement.
«Oh…it’s cozy, there’s a fireplace, you’ll like it» she confidently proclaimed.
Along with what was basically fried chicken porn on Rachel Ray that day, the ambiance also seemed really nice. They describe it as «casual elegance»” and since it was our anniversary, I really wanted some place with an intimate feel. If the basement was cozy, no problem, cool. I could deal with that.
Upon arrival, the valet was top notch but it wasn’t until he pointed us to the lighted staircase to the basement that I realized they really meant this was a fucking basement. I’m not sure why I romanticized it in my mind, maybe because Ray hypnotized me with that chicken leg a decade ago and I was unable to entertain a negative that would keep me from it.
We enter into what seemed like a large room at first. I see these people standing across from us and realize it’s my stupid ass in the mirrors they’ve hung to create the illusion of space. There aren’t that many people, yet the room is full since it’s so small and (lucky us) happens to be ridiculously loud. The fireplace was like a a burning trash can you might see hobo’s gathered around in a train yard.
Cozy? We’ll like it ay?
Yeah I guess if I dreamed of celebrating my anniversary in the bar from «Inglorious Basterds» then yeah, it would have ruled. We stood there for a couple moments, brushing up on our German (just in case) then found our waitress who was actually extremely nice. I still had an open mind at this point.
Then…she sat us right by the door. Which meant that every fucking time one more of these mega loud douche bags rolled up on the set, we got blasted with cold, wet wind. But so much worse than that-​the couple right beside of us. They were on a first date, doing all the getting to know you stuff and the reason I know that is because they were practically screaming their entire life history up to this old age of 26 and it is was the most inane prattle ever spoken, fucking EVER. It’s all we could hear. OH-​besides the underscored yelling of everyone else in the room.
«And like, the reason like, that I went into like finance is because like my dad like worked on Wallstreet like 20 years ago and he like made like so much money that like he retired at like 45 so I’m like «yeah, like that’s what I’m doing»
Was it like that? Or did it really happen that way!!! I weep for the English language. Also did your rich Wallstreet dad teach you to dress like Herb Tarlic from WKRP in Cincinnati? Yuppie hipsters, what a horrible demographic.
They BOTH spoke the exact same way. It was maddening to the point that I too wanted to start yell-​talking so I could say «You guys should get married or kill yourselves! N\obody else could stand this!»
My husband and I just started doing terrible sign language to each other that neither of us could understand and waited for the food. My drink was good and the service overall was exceptional. Biscuit was alright, I dug the honey pecan butter. Our food comes and it looks decent. I will admit, some of the best mac and cheese I’ve ever had but the chicken was supposed to blow my fucking mind like it did Rachel Ray’s lo those many years ago. BAH. I mean it was good but that’s all. I’ve definitely had better. My husband’s flank steak was so tough, he had to chew each piece probably 40 times which was fine since we couldn’t talk anyways. Besides we might’ve missed brilliant nuggets such as…
«So do you like work with like that one girl Carlie that used to be like best friends with Melissa?»
or
«Like, I usually like have to like stop drinking like when I start eating cuz like I get too full and then like I can’t really even like, you know, like enjoy my food.»
I hate both of them. Even if the food had been spectacular, there’s no way I would’ve wanted to stay for dessert and discover more about these two societal tumors. I excused myself to the bathroom, up the narrow flight of stairs and caught a glimpse of the main room upstairs and how nice it was. I felt like some poor English waif, peering into a member of the upper crust’s window, coveting their joy. I wondered how much higher I would rate this place if we’d eaten upstairs. Or at least if we hadn’t dropped a hundred bucks to sit in that deafening, damp cellar. I honestly think we would’ve been happier at an O’charleys for Pete’s sake.
In conclusion– the valets-​great.
Service-​very good.
Food-​what ev’s.
Ambience-it’s a goddamn basement.

They offer complimentary valet, which is helpful. Though, as I exited my car I asked the parking attendant how his night was going to which he responded, ‘I could really use a drink right now.’ Ummm, ok?! So the guy who I’m giving my car keys to just said he wanted a drink. Maybe that should be looked into?
The food was uninspired and basic. We were offered the complimentary biscuits which we initially declined. Our server, Mark, said they were delicious and we should try them. So, we went for it. Two biscuits arrived with honey pecan butter. The biscuit was just a biscuit. I know that sounds obvious, but based on our server saying they were delicious I was expecting a little something extra. The honey pecan butter was flavorless and did little to provide any flavor. The butters purpose seemed to be there to make the biscuit less dry. I took two bites and pushed it to the side.
Then we had the pimento cheese and grits fritters with a ham aioli. I mean, how can fried cheese and grits go wrong? The bread and butter pickles with with the fritter ball really brought it to life, but again without the pickles the fritters themselves were flat.
For dinner I had the braised short ribs. The meat was tender and the whipped potatoes with grits worked well together. There was a bit too much sauce on the plate. It’s been my experience that when a plate is loaded with sauce there is a lack of confidence in the flavors of the items on the plate. The cooked greens were bland and pungent.

Often overlooked when I’m looking for a lunch or dinner sport near the park. But I always leave satisfied. The service is excellent. Food is solid. The owner checked to make sure we were completely satisfied. It’s not a five star dining experience, so I gave it four.
My salmon was cooked medium rare as requested. Perfectly seasoned. Nicely dressed salad. Perfectly chilled wine. Solid.

Favorite neighborhood restaurant! Wonderful, warm ambiance. Professional, knowledgeable service. I have never had less than an exceptional dining experience here. The pimiento cheese and gritt fritters are a great way to start your meal. Their shrimp and grits are among the best I have ever had. They do a very nice job with trout and their fish specials are always interesting and well-​prepared. The patio is a lovely place to enjoy your delicious lunch or dinner. If you ever have a yearning for a simple meat and three, try their excellent fried chicken or meat loaf with homemade mashed potatoes and green beans. So nice to have this gem in our own backyard!

Well since the «bleeding chicken» incident horseradish Grill is much improved! This is a neighborhood place, so I’m going to grade it like a non-​destination restaurant. Which is how I see it, but it is a mile from my house. As a neighborhood place I give it four stars. The menu is excellent, but somewhat limited. I had the quail on the appetizer list, and the Mento cheese things, which were excellent but very kitschy. The quail how are was unique with a subline sauce, and asparagus. My friend and iPad this with an 89 second growth Bordeaux, which was off the chain! Without the wine I think it still would’ve been great.
As we brought bought high-​end wines the wine list wasn’t an issue, although it is fairly limited and overpriced. Their corkage fee unfortunately is likewise overpriced, which is part of my problem with the place. Corkage is $ 25 a bottle.
For the entrée we both went with the dock, which was okay but neither of us like the potatoes as a side dish. This would’ve been better with some kind of less starchy vegetable.
Their dessert list look interesting, but neither of us went for it. For coffee they do have an espresso machine, but the coffee tasted old and stale. I was disappointed with my Americano.
So all in I give the place or stars with the understanding that this is very convenient for people in Cedarpark and southern Sandy Springs, but it won’t compete against the finer restaurants of midtown or the Highlands. Moreover corkage is too high for restaurant this caliber.