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Grant Park / Reynoldstown / Cabbagetown

While Cabbagetown and Reynoldstown are firmly entrenched to the north, Ormewood Park is another intown neighborhood that shimmers in the eyes of real estate agents. New housing developments continue to filter through the area and the word on the street is that local tycoons are buying up land in preparation for a future real estate comeback.


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Posted By:  Josh Green
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The Shed At Glenwood
In its relatively short lifespan, The Shed has earned well-deserved renown as a knock-your-socks-off dinner destination at the intersection of simple and fresh. It's haute cuisine within reach, where a bottle of cab and three-course dinner might knock you back $80, but goddamn it's a meal you'll remember. Brunch, which is heaps cheaper, is equally memorable. Embedded within perennially vacant storefronts in the eco-conscious Glenwood district, The Shed is the type of place where being adventuresome pays off, always. For instance, the what-the-hell-is-that Housemade Pork Belly Frittata ($12) leaves its lesser cousin, the quiche at Starbucks, sniffing its jock. Don't hesitate to have something like the odd but delicious Chicken Liver-Bacon Bruschetta ($6) explained to you by the knowledgeable waitstaff. If they don't know, say, the origins of the Cotto Ham, by golly they immediately go find out. There are deals to be found (especially on $3 slider Wednesdays). A hearty plate of eggs, smoked bacon and grits (dynamite, btw) is a reasonable $8. Eat well once in a while. Screw the economy. You deserve it.

Posted By:  Josh Green
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Littles Grill (Cabagetown Market)
I hadn't had Pimento cheese since my aunt forced a glob of it down my throat on some picnic from hell twenty years ago. Given that foundation, you'd have thought the Grass-Fed Burger at Cabbagetown's awesome namesake market would have conjured an instant vomiting session. Oh, quite the contrary. The burger, crowned with the lumpy cheese and hoisted on a Brioche Bun ($7.50), is a delicious drive down Juicy Lane, especially when medium-rare. Fresh and local's the name of the game at this amiable spot. It's been met with a tourist tsunami, I hear, since that Guy guy sang its praises on "Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives." Make a pit stop in the back at Little's Grill, and it's easy to see why. The Cuban ($6.50), on special the day of my visit, was among the tastiest I've had in town. That delectable basket of not-too-greasy fried pickles was a nice accoutrement for $1.75. A gut-busting lunch for two here was under $19. The Market's been a fixture--in various incarnations, from a butcher to a barber shop--on funky little Carroll Street since the Roarin' Twenties. Cheers to the next century.

Posted By:  Jim Hunt
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Urban Gardener
Though their customer-friendly Garden Center is no longer open, the Urban Gardener still has a lot to offer the curious city dweller as regards his growing his or her own edible plants (and keeping them alive). For all you overachievers out there, co-owner Duane Marcus provides garden-centered landscaping services that can transform a yard from merely pretty to functional, and so use up all that 'wasted' space. Personally, the gardening tips found on their website have turned my thumbs a very sickly shade of moss, which I'm hoping will bloom into a luscious green in the near future.

Posted By:  Josh Green
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Matador Mexican Cantina
This newish Mexican joint in the posh Glenwood enclave is unremarkable in many ways, except for the prices and anything-goes flair in an otherwise uppity area. Glenwood, in case you ain't been, is chocked full of faux brownstones and families with a PETA-friendly conscience, yet at the Matador you'll see a tattoo-laden chick fall off her barstool and start barking. That's what $3 margarita Wednesdays are capable of. Otherwise, the menu is, but damn easy on the debit card. A combo for roughly $7 will stuff you the way Chi-Chi's used to. Heed my advice and explore the wall o' hot sauce. The fish taco plate becomes nuclear.

Posted By:  Katherine Dean
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I'm not one of those odd folks who insist on taking their canine companion everywhere they go. But if I were, I'd take him to Vickery's. These people love dogs so much they frame and hang dozens of photos of local pooches. And, from what I'm told, they don't frown on bringing your mutt with you while you dine. Those creature comforts aside, Vickery's Glenwood Park (yes, it's the little sister of Vickery's on Crescent) is a nice watering hole and restaurant featuring choice vittles with a Southern flair. The bar boasts an amazing selection of liquor, beer and everything in between. If you're feeling adventuresome, go for "The Mullet," a house special High-Life and Jagermeister martini. Food options include a pretty amazing Cuban and hand cut fries that are so good you might greedily inhale the whole plateful. Or, as I did, you might share them with Billy or any other of the friendly regulars you're certain to meet at Vickery's.

Posted By:  Sheronda Gipson
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If you enjoy a drunken Saturday afternoon, with or without a football game, look no further than Slice in Glenwood Park in Atlanta. Now, Atlanta has 3 delicious Slice pizzerias, but this one had the wonderful foresight and fortitude to create a Saturday and Sunday brunch. For a mere $13.50, there are unlimited drinks, including bellinis and mimosas, unlimited pizza, up to four toppings per slice, and a delicious breakfast buffet. To keep you around longer, they also have free Wi-Fi. I mean seriously, pizza for breakfast…is this a childhood dream come true or what? My belly is round and happy as I sit outside, sipping my bellini.

Posted By:  Carla Kaiser
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Like Gnomes? Check out Cabbagetown Clay and Glass Works, which is a co-op studio and gallery where local artists create and display their work. They are famous for their hand sculpted and hand painted Garden Gnomes, which you’ll notice in quite a few Cabbagetown and Grant Park outdoor areas. Their gallery hours are a little weird, but they’re usually there on Saturdays and Sundays. At the CCGW, you can take pottery or glass fusion classes, buy stuff, or become a member and make your own stuff. Their membership fees are about the same as the other pottery studios in metro Atlanta. The CCGW has that awesome pottery smell that I love, and lacks the artsy fartsy hoity toity vibe that I hate.

Posted By:  Carla Kaiser
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Village Pizza
Village Pizza Co. is not named after the Dead Milkmen song “Punk Rock Girl,” so you can go ahead and stop losing sleep over it. I know this for a fact because I asked Wes, and he knows everything about Village Pizza Co. since he owns it. Personally, I don’t like cheese that much. As a result, I’m not the world’s leading expert on pizza. But here’s what I do know: VPC has VEGAN PIZZA. Yes, that is correct. I recommend the Village Vegan Deluxe, which comes by the pie or by the slice and features their signature hand tossed crust, red sauce, vegan cheese, soysage, vegan pepperoni, bell peppers, mushrooms, and onions. They have an antique bicycle on display which they use to use to deliver pizzas, it is “just so precious” as my mom would say. They’re open for lunch and dinner and will deliver multiple pie orders outside the delivery zone if you ask nicely and tip well (sometimes).

Posted By:  Mark Rogers

Tower Beer and Wine Store
Growing up, my mom—a preacher’s daughter—complained about the malls being open on Sundays. But she had a shotgun wedding, loves bourbon, and has a girlfriend. Welcome to the world of Baptist morality. Mama was raised under the “Blue Laws”—no dancing, poker, dating, movies, drinking and no sex before marriage. But in the “Buckle of the Bible Belt,” there is a modern twist; these days, many live by a gospel of moral redemption not of deed, but of prosperity. You can buy porn on Sunday but you can’t get wine; you’re permitted to drink at a restaurant on Sundays, but you’ll have to line up before midnight on Saturday night if you want Sherry for your Sunday dinner. Under our fine government, Georgia boasts sub-par schools, faces a meth crisis, and has streets filled with wild-eyed homeless veterans. What’s more, black-on-black drug violence is as prevalent here as “gentleman’s clubs”— open Sunday and serving alcohol. But then, why should a coked-up preachers’ mistress have to suffer for my sins? Yeah, she’s dancing her way through law school. “Welcome to Atlanta where the playas play.” State law forbids alcohol sales at package, convenience, and grocery stores from 12 am Sunday to 12 am Monday.

Posted By:  Lauren Gunderson
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Carroll Street Café
First things first: Cabbagetown, the tiny shotgun house-filled, old industrial area near Oakland Cemetery, is quite simply hilarious. It’s one of those blue collar-turned artsy locales filled with eclectic shops, unique restaurants, and old-looking houses with crazy-ass décor. Anyway. In the middle of this mélange of the odd and colorful is Carroll Street Café. It's a hub of coolness. I love it for its great espresso, free wireless, and damn good breakfasts. It's a place to chill in that hip, Parisian way–you know… wine, tapas, punk waitresses. Watch out for the hound dog, too. See, there’s this awesome dog that lives in the top floor of the house across the street from the café. Sometimes he hangs out in the window checking out the foot traffic. Tell him I said “what’s up” if you see him.

Posted By:  Beth Malone
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We all fell out the door of Estoria and stumbled to our cab. This night was a special one, Bertucci got a new job—we were celebrating. Through the foggy haze that comes with tequilas, I saw something I had never seen outside of my favorite bar…a hidden yoga studio in the back corner of the building. “Where the hell did that come from?” I grabbed a flyer and thought nothing more about it. Two days ago, I returned from a work-related, hippie retreat. I spent a weekend eating organic food and doing yoga. Something happened—I fell in love with all the stretching and breathing. I remembered my fateful experience, and decided to try a free class at Nirvana Yoga Studio in Cabbagetown. It was purely intoxicating—the instructors get you to throw away any crap that is cluttering your mind and focus on doing something good for your self. I had my first class one week ago and have been back four times already. They offer two free classes a week and provide all the equipment you need.

Posted By:  Mark Rogers

Leggett's Bald
Leggett’s Hill (also known as Bald Hill) sits underneath the Moreland Avenue/Interstate 20 interchange. On July 22, 1864, this was the site of the fiercest fighting in The Battle for Atlanta. On this site a decisive battle against slavery was fought and—once again—it lies beneath an interstate. By September 1864, Atlanta fell; its surrender won Abraham Lincoln re-election. By April 1865, the Civil War was over. This year, Atlanta memorialized the little-known Riots of 1906. In the heart of downtown Atlanta, vigilantes piled black bodies at the foot of a statue of Henry Grady—white propagandist of the “New South.” Reading about 1906, I am reminded of the peculiar way that Atlanta remembers the past. There are no markers placed where whites brutalized blacks. Leggett’s Hill is commemorated by a single historical marker stuck into concrete 200 yards from a McDonald’s. Does Atlanta want to cover the past—or just forget it? The souls of 1906 and Leggett’s Hill deserve better.

Posted By:  Beth Malone
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For Bertucci’s birthday I made reservations at Agave. We’d read nothing but good reviews about the place, so we went to see for ourselves. They have valet parking, which has always bothered me. I don’t want people in my car with the flip flops, junk mail, and apples cores that float around in there. Plus, I drive a Dodge Stratus… So, after we parked on Carroll Street, we walked to Agave. The atmosphere is Southwestern casual. The large and breezy main dining room allows enough space to add friends to your party. The Top shelf margarita is a treat for $8.50. Maybe a little pricey, but chock full of Grand Marnier and tequila. I ate mussels, which are not as good as Apres Diem’s, but still really tasty. The portions are huge, so split the main entrees with a pal. Our server was very capable, even when things got hectic for him. Cute place, good eats, and strong drinks—another good review for Agave.

Posted By:  Jason Cent
Photo:  Courtesy of Agave

Located in historic Cabbagetown, across the street from the most revered historic cemetery in Atlanta (Oakland Cemetery), Agave serves fresh southwestern concepts often infused with authentic tequilas. My wife is particularly fond of the Diablo Crawfish Pasta while I was impressed with the Cayenne Fried Chicken. We indulged in the Chef’s Menu option as we had a few friends with us and the 3-course menu served family style was just awesome for only $30 per person. It includes a total of 9 choices: 3 appetizers, 3 entrees, 2 sides and a desert. Normal entrée prices range from about $14 to $22.

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