Cape to Milan

Alex and I recently signed up to be a part of Atlanta Underground Market, a monthly event where caterers congregate at a secret location to dish up inventive plates to the city’s food-curious.

This month’s location was the (aptly named) Goat Farm, an artists’ community on the grounds of an old cotton gin factory.

Protector of the Goat Farm?

Here, old industrial meets agricultural in a way you might not expect so close to the skyscrapers of Midtown.

Outside of the Market

We pushed our way through this crowd to the very back of the Market in search of our friend, Cheikh. He cooks up Senegalese-inspired dishes under the name Teranga Without Borders. Tonight he featured grilled and roasted lamb with couscous (topped with a green olives and onion sauce); drumsticks, each carefully stuffed with vermicelli and shrimp; and ice-cold hibiscus and ginger drinks. We got one of each of everything, and the food was so good, we forgot to take pictures. You’ll just have to trust us on this one.

We also sampled stuffed mushrooms and meatballs…

…turkey bacon-wrapped dates…

…and to top it all off, this peach whoopie pie with balsamic reduction from Dr. Sweet’s.

We can’t wait for the next one!