Whistle Post Tavern

Not clean. Roach problem, one tried joining us for brunch right up on table begging for left overs. Please find better exterminator. Food is decent.

When one advertises "Brunch" there's a small expectation of good, fresh food made that day....not the leftovers from the brawl on the night before.

Today was the Official Understaff and UnderClean everything day.  The two gals working were in the weeds on menu items with expectations of busing and wiping the tables from the brunch trade....good lord, I hope the mess on the table was just from the morning.
The price for the "reuben" was a price that topped a good reuben tab in downtown Atlanta.  Having to ask for the greased up fries was akin to asking for the rice paper sheath to go along with the  Hiri Kiri blade....perfunctory yes, necessary for evisceration...not so much.  
The griddle had the taste of January 2009 on it as the deli thin homogenized meat product was warmed up there along with a little lard-o on toast to scorch on the same surface.  My bride's hamburger...another high price for the production...was scorched and 30 minutes late after serving my Reuben.

In looking at the other reviews....perhaps there's a clue to be found here in Old Towne Conyers...if you serve crummy food, people will write "crummy things" about your restaurant.  The place has the potential for a good place to service the restaurant challenged community if you would hire proficient cooks, wait and bus staff that aren't in crisis mode at all times.

Between the service; the lost workers; the untidy cooking area and high price and truly poor food qualify, it's difficult not to spend a couple hundred more words on the Whistle Post Tavern...but there's a scoop (a big scoop) of sorbet calling me to calm down my gastro-tract.

Save yourselves!!

Where do I start? I've eaten here probably five times and each time it was an absolute joke. I'll never forget the first experience. I ordered shrimp bisque and was served a soup bowl of queso dip with three and a half small shrimp in it! With a name like Whistle Post one would think that they would serve good Southern food. Not the case. Their fried chicken, while not too bad, is served with what is obviously commercially produced brown gravy from a mix or a jar, and awful. The last time I was in there, which will be the last time, I ordered chicken fingers and was served the most laughably measly portion of just-this-side-of-burnt chicken fingers that I refused the plate, sending it back with a "No, thanks." I wish I could attach a picture of this plate. You would not believe it. Go for drinks but be warned you will be served carefully measured, not generous, pours. Skip the trivia run by a know-it-all type who asks impossible questions (I often win trivia all by myself so my knowledge of trivia is not the problem. This guy's ego and sour personality is the problem.) They do have decent bands but eat elsewhere first!