Krush...I hate to start off my reviews with the negatives so I will begin by saying that the Krush staff was really friendly. From the security guard (by the metal detector), hostess, and server...All were really hospitable. That's where the positives end for my experience. We were referred to this restaurant, after leaving the Trap Music Museum. That should have been our first red flag but we decided to give the location a chance. First, why is a metal detector even necessary to enter a restaurant? It was a little startling but ok. Next, the prices for the food is way too expensive given the inside of the establishment and the quality of the food. I ordered the Lobster Roll and for $25 I'm expecting fresh buttery lobster but instead I got overcooked, rubbery lobster slathered in Aoli sauce atop of a stale toasted bun. This lobster roll certainly does not rival that of the Flavor Rich Food Truck or Beetlecat and for the price it's just not worth it. The truffle fries were just ok and hard. As for the ambiance and cleanliness, the floor's covering exposed the old brick flooring from the previous restaurant. I wasn't sure if that was a decoration choice but whatever it was it was tacky. The music was too loud, especially for a Monday. I love a good turn up just like the next person but there seems to be a culture in Atlanta that all restaurants must have a club environment. For those of you looking for a neighborhood restaurant to enjoy a nice meal where you can hear the people sitting across the table from you, Krush might not be the place for you. Plastic cups and plastic silverware...that's all I'm gonna say about that! The restaurant's bathroom was not clean. Toilet tissue all over the floor, old rusted garbage cans, and an updated sink that looked like I installed it. And finally, closer to the end of our meal a young lady was literally dragged out of the establishment by security. This was a Monday night at 9:30/10pm. Not a Friday or Saturday turn up...Monday. When we left, the young lady was on the ground, in front of the door. She had been pepper sprayed and awaiting the police to arrive. There were a couple police cars that came as we were leaving and that's when we knew this isn't the neighborhood restaurant we want to frequent. To each his own but I am looking for a more fine dining experience and it appears I will have to continue to travel outside of my neighborhood to get that.
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