Murphy's Restaurant

Murphy’s just feels like home. Whenever I come “home” to Atlanta, it’s always one of my first stops. Open since 1980, it has never forsaken its red-brick walls or its quiet, effortless finesse. It’s comfort with class—especially when it comes to the food. I’m a bar eater, and today’s lunch was a perfect example of why I keep coming back: a classic salmon BLT on gluten-free bread (of course), paired with a velvety sweet potato soup that fits the season just as beautifully as the yellowing fall leaves outside. I tried my first Veltliner on the recommendation of my knowledgeable bartender, Tyler, and it was spot-on. The wine selections here are always adventurous and ever-changing. Murphy’s isn’t exactly my grandmother’s kitchen—but it might be my sophisticated aunt’s. Warm, welcoming, and always delicious. A true Atlanta gem.

Our meal was lovely and the ordering system and staff were great. Both the salmon filet and Guinness brisket sandwich were big hits. Wheelchair folks will have no problems and vegetarians and gluten free folks will do well. Don't forget cookies at the end!