Review
Seersucker, which opened this spring, is not a Northerner’s idea of a Southern restaurant. It’s urbane, soft-spoken and modern, the kind of place where actual residents of Chapel Hill, Nashville or Birmingham might go on a Saturday night. There are no Cheerwine signs on the walls, and the waiters, unfailingly polite, wear oxford-cloth button-downs, the mufti of the South. more →
