We went to The Wandering Goose on opening night for Friday evening Southern family-styled supper.
All the tables had different quotes burned into them. Loved the idea!
The Wandering Goose shares a window-wall with Rione XIII, a rustic Italian Ethan Stowell restaurant I posted about here.
Sweet potato soup with kale chips and creme fraiche, so comforting on a crisp fall night. I also need to make my own kale chips! Addicting.
Arugula and mizuna with candied pecans.
I heard The Wandering Goose is known for their buttermilk biscuits during brunch, so when they passed around a basket full of them I was so happy. The biscuits were amazing!
The BBQ brisket had a sweet but spicy kick, and the chicken was smokey with perfectly crisped skin.
The meal ended with bourbon pecan pie. I was so full but this was too delicious to not devour.
A pretty quote I spotted on the ground on our way out.