What does one do when one is:
1. Lazy? do nothing.
2. Unwilling to sit in traffic for 30 minutes? stay at home.
3. Shriveling up from hunger? eat food.
4. Exhausted from working all Friday afternoon? hang out with friends.
5. All of the above? Call up some friends and drive two minutes up the street to devour some deliciously greasy food.
Which was precisely what I did.
Kitsch’n 155 perches at the top of the winding hill on Clairmont Avenue in all of its bright teal and red glory. A crowd of 35 just may burst this tiny restaurant, but the ridiculously warm and welcoming family that runs the place would do its best to make sure that all 35 receive a smile, greeting, and hot food. Before Friday, it had always been one of those places I drove by and thought, I will try this sometime, but then never got around to going.
When my friends and I stepped into the small diner, we stood by the side and squinted at the chalkboard menus behind the counter. The young lady at the cash register spotted us and called us over with a smile. She asked if it was our first time and gave us a run-through of the menu when we said yes. A lemon juicer behind the counter advertised their freshly squeezed lemonade and a cute glass cake holder held a single cookie. Even as I sadly watched the person ahead of me buy the lone snickerdoodle, a man came out of the kitchen with a cookie sheet of freshly baked cookies. When he retreated, empty sheet in hand, a mouthwatering stack of the hand-sized cookies rested beneath the glass dome. The majority of the menu consisted of burgers and sandwiches, which came with your choice of free toppings. There was also a daily Blue Plate Special of chicken kebob that came with two sides of your choice.
We ordered three cheeseburgers, a regular burger, and two orders each of regular fries and sweet potato fries. Five minutes after we settled down in the shiny red chairs, the cookie man walked out of the kitchen with two of our orders. He brought them over with a smile before returning to the kitchen. He whisked out the other two orders after another minute or two.
The toasted buns could barely contain the two thin, well-done patties, Colby Jack cheese, sauerkraut, grilled onions & mushrooms, lettuce, tomato, ketchup, and mayo. My cheeseburger rested majestically on a piece of parchment, towering over its sweet potato fries minions. I eyed it, trying to figure out how to wrap my jaws around the monster. After cutting it in half with a plastic knife I found hiding amongst the sweet potato fries, I took two half bites in an attempt to taste every layer of the burger.
The thin patties were packed more loosely than the average burger and could have used a little more seasoning, including salt. The toppings helped mask the lack of seasoning though. My sauerkraut became lost under the other toppings and the grease from both the grilled onions & mushrooms and the patties joined forces to infiltrate the entire burger. Thankfully, the buns’ sweetness cut through the grease and the crispy undersides added a delicious crunch. Little bits of the fresh toppings oozed out from each chomp, It was juicy, greasy, and satisfying.
I munched on my sweet potato fries and stolen regular french fries in between bites of burger. Both fries were obviously fresh cut and finished off with a sprinkle of sea salt after frying. The hint of salt with the sweetness of the sweet potato fries was perfect. However, soggy fries make me sad and my sweet potato fries were limp. My friend’s regular fries, on the other hand, had the crunchy exterior and fluffy interior I look for in fries. The sweet potato fries would have tasted much better oven-baked – they would be crispier and not sodden with oil.
As much as I wanted to try a shake or ice cream sandwich (made from two of the hand-sized cookies!), by the time I polished off my meal, I had absolutely no wiggle-room left in my stomach. Heaving myself out of my chair, I looked down at my stomach and opted to walk home.
I am so glad I finally stopped in at Kitsch’n 155 after driving past it countless of times since they’ve opened. The hot, fresh food, wonderfully friendly service, and close location (within walking distance!!) ensure my future return. Plus, I want to try their shakes, ice cream sandwiches, freshly squeezed lemonade, and chili (although maybe not all in one visit ).
1788 Clairmont Rd
Decatur, GA 30033