Feeding the people's a chief obligation of many religions, but unless you've got a hankering for gigantic desert crackers, the food itself tends to be less than delicious. Breaking with tradition by serving seriously tasty Godly grub, Walt Garrison's
Now open in the old Capriccio space in master-planned Parker Square, Garrison's (formerly Majesty's) is co-owned by Christian recording artist Terry MacAlmon and a career restaurateur who's run everything from doughnut shops to prime-rib palaces; the two met on a ministry, then teamed with a local couple to open this chow chapel flush with red-velvet curtains, oil paintings, a wood-trestle ceiling, and, flanking a grand piano-anchored stage, a giant mural of a cathedral. The manly menu was developed by a sous-vide-loving ex-country club chef, and shows impressive range: from Frito pie, buttered fries with garlic/bacon/scallions/two cheeses, Kobe sliders with 'shrooms/gorgonzola, and the all-Angus "Poblano Jack Burger"; to a Sullivan's Au Jus prime rib served with asparagus and a baked potato, and a grilled center-cut pork loin, which, in deference to the surroundings, you should cover with a cloth. The Hebrew Sabbath's even more gut-busting, with 8-10:30am Saturday-morning "Biscuit Heaven": buttermilk biscuits paired with 29 partners, including brisket, turkey, fried bologna, apple cinnamon, and butter cream, ideal for bribing your way through the Gates past Saint Eater
Every month'll feature a special Fri-Sat all-you-can-eat buffet dinner, with MacAlmon tickling the ivories on pop tunes, classical compositions, and requests -- because just like your stomach, your ears can always use a little Manfred Manna.