"If we’re talking about one business to represent the Virginia-Highland spirit, this 100-year-old-plus operation makes the short list. Thanks to muted lighting, slightly-elevated booths, and just the right amount of tomfoolery, Atkins Park is where locals come for a good time almost any time. But where the tavern stands out from the pitcher-pouring fray is with its full-service kitchen. Yeah, you can order wings elsewhere, but the duck fat-fried, sweet-chili-dripped baddies here are different. And sure, the pub three doors over has nachos, too, but we can almost guarantee you that the chicken, salsa, and black beans piled on them won’t taste nearly as fresh." - demarco williams, juli horsford, nina reeder
"If you’re looking for one business to capture the essence of Virginia-Highland, this 100-year-old-plus operation makes the short list. Thanks to muted lighting and elevated booths that feel private, locals come here for a good time and the right amount of tomfoolery. But where Atkins Park stands out from other pubs is with its plates. The duck fat-fried hot wings and chicken- and salsa-topped nachos are top-shelf bar bites we could eat all day or night." - demarco williams, nina reeder, juli horsford, jacinta howard
"The smell of beer instantly greets you when entering this historic dive bar (that’s been around since 1922). We admit that particular aroma doesn’t mix super well with the thought of jiggly egg mousse. But after a few brews in their elevated booths, true egg-lovers will—and should—get on board. This Va-Hi spot tops theirs with a half slice of fresh jalapeño and thin bacon bits. The filling is a bit creamier here than the others on this guide. And they give a nice portion of it, but you only get four, so plan accordingly if you’re sharing." - juli horsford
"Originally opened in 1922, Atkins Park in Virginia-Highland is one of Atlanta’s oldest and continuously licensed taverns. The century-old landmark bar is a great place to watch sports on the weekends and for Sunday supper with the family." - Missy Frederick
"The walls and hardwood of this divey Virginia-Highland pub carry the permanent smell of beer. So it’s a bit ironic that this 100-plus-year-old institution began as a deli back when Prohibition was in full swing. Nowadays, it’s a reliable spot to grab a few drinks and better-than-average pub food. The wings (slow fried in duck fat and dripping with a sweet-chili sauce) It’s Atlanta’s oldest continuously licensed tavern. Kris Kringle (allegedly spotted at their annual Santa Ride fundraiser)" - juli horsford, jacinta howard