As is usually the case with Top Chef finalists, Kevin Gillespie’s restaurant The Woodfire Grill experienced a massive surge in traffic. Although I’ve been meaning to go for a while, this outpouring of love and/or curiosity by the fans made is very difficult to get a decent set of reservations. Searching for a decent two-top on Open Table was an exercise in frustration.
Alas, my day has come. Although I had to make the reservations a month ago, tonight I dine at The Woodfire Grill. I loved watching Kevin on Top Chef and being a total fanboy, I have to admit that my expectations are sky-high. But who could blame me? It’s a Tuesday, generally the night likeliest to yield the kitchen’s best efforts. The menu is short enough to inspire confidence according to The Menu Theorem (The quality of the meal is inversely proportional to the amount of choice given to the diner.) The menu is built around seasonal and local sensibilities. The product is supposed to be superb.
I’m not expecting the meal of a lifetime. I’m not even expecting the best meal in Atlanta. I am expecting greatness though.









