Low Country

So, I’m not really adding anything else to my review except that it’s now CLOSED.

Where’s the food? This is one of the few times I’ve eaten at a restaurant that served good food, wasn’t French, and left famished. Low Country must mean low and mean on portions. We came for the lobster boil, which was really grilled seafood, which, while expertly spiced contained meager portions for a $ 32 dish. Did the price of potatoes skyrocket? I doubt there were two whole potatoes or even a large Yukon in the pot. And four small shrimp? An ear, of corn, cut into four pieces to confuse you, that was overcooked to the point of being hard (like the potatoes). The lobster was perfectly cooked, so was the shrimp. but alas… what a small pot. I had the blackened catfish, a small piece on a place of smoky tomato sauce that contained a few lima beans, a chopped up green bean (not even a couple), about two or three baby pearl onions, and a few slivers of carrots. The slivers didn’t even make up one carrot. For real. OMG, the price of veggies have gone up while I’ve been sleeping! For entrees in the $ 20’s, I expect some bread. But when we asked, we were asked if we wanted a side order of corn bread (which was really delicious – the two small pieces that came with the lobster boil) I thought about going out and fighting the city pigeons for their bread crumbs. it is a shame the food was unevenly cooked and the portions so scant because Low Country could be a place that could fill up. The service was excellent, a friendly and competent waiter who knew to fill up water glasses without asking. The place itself was inviting, spacious, with exposed brick walls, pictures of Elvis and other rock stars, vinyl albums to one side, and interesting tables mades of glass plated doors. But who goes to a restaurant to stare at the décor? I felt like Oliver Twist.“please sir, more…“
Oh, and the owner was one gloomy looking fellow. I wondered how he treated his employees if he couldn’t even crack a smile at his customers. I looked straight into his face and smiled after the third time and he looked right through me. Maybe he was too busy making certain the cooks didn’t add one more lima bean. If he was just having a bad night, I apologize for the lack of compassion. But you stint on my portions and I get cranky.

1^st off, they have 5 kinds of Abita. Had the;
1) wings (with a splash of bourbon), they were nice and meaty
2)mac n’ cheese, wish there was more cheese, but that’s always the case.
3)Chicken Biscuit Sandwich. This thing is huge and tasty.
The service was great. The music doesn’t match the theme of the place though.

Sad to see they’ve discontinued the $ 3 pulled pork sliders and fish tacos for Happy Hour. All appetizers are $ 5, except the wings which are $ 8. They now have braised pork belly sliders instead of pulled pork. We ordered the mac and cheese and it was much better than last time, though.
Drink specials are still the same — $ 5 beer and $ 5 well drinks.

I am going back and forth between 3 and 4 stars on this one. So torn. The place is super cool, set down low with a great cozy décor and some great music pumping out. Great cocktail list though my Low Country Lemonade featuring Sweet Tea bourbon and mint and lemonade wasn’t as amazing as it sounded, super sweet and filled to the brim with a little too much ice for a $ 11 or was it $ 13 drink. My lobster boil (featured on Sundays and Mondays) was delicious but for $ 32 it better be delicious.
The 1 ¼ lb lobster was perfectly cooked and fresh. The corn on the cob that lay beneath was the same both crunchy, fresh and charred perfectly. However the shrimp and and Andouille sausuage bits that lay in the broth under the lobster were weak sauce. Both were small niblets, and in my opinion there definitely should have been plenty more for the $ 32 price tag. Both the sausage and shrimp were underwhelming in the flavor department and merely were just there to be there rather accompany the dish. The corn bread was a similar experience. Very moist and buttery but, lacked the real deal corn bread flavor experience. If I’m spending that kind of cash money on a lobster boil, I want the lobster bib, I want to feel the ocean breeze in my hair, I want to be transported to Cape Cod and that just didn’t happen.
My man ordered the pork chop we both agreed that the seasoning was perfect but, pork chop was over done. A little more dry than juicy. So much potential. Overall, Low Country is a solid option in the ‘hood if you are feelin’ some fried chicken and comfort food. Did I find it to be the real deal Southern down home cookin? No, I felt that it missed the mark there.

The best meal I’ve had in a long time. Everything was great and my friends and I ordered A LOT.
Fried chicken — yum
Mac and cheese — yum (never been a huge mac/​cheese gal but this might make me a convert)
Deviled eggs — yum
Lobster salad — yum
Pork Belly Sliders — oh hell yes, yum
Grits with mushrooms and asparagus — yum
In other words — GO. NOW.

There is something oddly peculiar about New York dining – they LOVE to set up restaurants that play off of Southern staples, quips, and grub. Just listen to the names, for crying outloud: Low Country, Tipsy Parson, Bobwhite, Peaches Hot House, Buttermilk Channel. If you go into the deep South, you have names such as Betsy’s, The Clock, and The Huddle.
Aside from that, this upscale hometown cookin’ joint has found a nice little home in Greenwich. Honestly, I think that the Northeast just LOVES the South, as much as some liberals proclaim they will never fall into the lifestyle so geared toward hospitality and good eatin’. And guns. All these political notes being taken into account, I found the quality of grub here to be pretty solid, but just missing on a few minor details. Fortunately, the portions were off the charts, so the pricing was not too much of an issue. Additionally, they are running a deal, so get on Black Board Eats.
First off, I don’t know what kind of chicken breast they use, but don’t know you know that organic, cage-​free chickens have small breast? This was not the case with the chicken biscuit. It was literally like 8″ by 4″. Lots of sausage gravy, to boot.
The fried green tomatoes, pimento cheese, and deviled eggs provided for a true down home meal, but the winner was definitely the mac and cheese, my friends. The crust was off the charts. The flavor and cream sauce, themselves, were not anything to write home about, but with pretty much the cheesy casing running the show.
Oh, runny grits… not my favorite. The shrimp was good, though! I was just happy that two of my buddies, from Texas – of all places, ate crustacean and ground cornmeal for the FIRST time. In New York, no less.
Service is good, the below Mason-​Dixon line fare was solid, and the drinks were acceptable. Surprisingly, they don’t do a huge drink menu – I would have expected this to border on a hefty drink-​centric menu sort of establishment. Alas, the food can speak for itself.

Seeing as yesterday was the hottest day of the year so far and NYC was as sweltering as the dirty South, my girlfriend and I decided to grab dinner at Lowcountry. I like the vibe of this laid back, low key West Village spot. The bartender was super cool and friendly. The drink menu is primarily Bourbon heavy, however I do not see that as a bad thing… especially on a hot Thursday night.
We started with the Triple B which was Blueberry Shrub, Buffalo Trace Bourbon, St Germain and topped with Cava… damn was this ever good! I can see this one leading to trouble as it’s one of those drinks you can quickly down a couple of before you realize UHHH OHHH! The next drink was a John Daly with sweet tea vodka and lemonade, a perfect summer cocktail. Quite boozy as well.
Food wise we started with the summer garden ricotta salad which was quite tasty and came with a solid helping of creamy ricotta cheese. We also had the blackened shrimp cocktail, which had really flavorful shrimp. For dinner we shared both the Oxtail risotto which was out of this world and also the blackened Bass. It was a special menu for the Urban Daddy deal we had purchased so not sure if it’s always offered, but if you have the opportunity to try the risotto go for it. The dish also had green tomatoes in it that were super tasty. Service throughout the meal was great.
For dessert we split the root beer float and the banana pudding, both were just OK nothing special. I’m not sure if it was the hot and spicy food, the weather outside or the stiff drinks but I did feel like their AC could have used some work… So besides feeling like I was ready for an ice cold shower when I walked out, this was an excellent meal.

We definitely got lucky wandering into Low Country for brunch a few weeks ago. While it was only about noon, it was surprisingly empty for a brunch spot in this neighborhood… I find out soon after that observation that it must have been because it was a beautiful day and Low Country’s ambiance is dark, cozy, and more well suited for winter time or dreary days, as it definitely wasn’t because they’re lacking in great food.
We wavered by ended up taking the splurge on the unlimited drinks and brunch entrée deal. $ 32 gets you unlimited mimosas, bloody mary’s or john daly’s. I tried the latter two and both were fantastic. For brunch entrée, I went with the vegetable succotash and egg which was awesome and light enough to not lead to me having to waddle out tipsy AND full. The other entrée order was for the fried chicken biscuit and holy moley, I’ve never seen a bigger piece of fried chicken in my life! It was over sausage gravy and honestly, I am so glad I didn’t even consider that option as it was utterly overwhelming to say the least. I took a bite, and then several bites of the leftovers we took home, and while I’ve never had a chicken biscuit, it sure was tasty. We ordered a side of cheddar grits, also quite good.
So, for a total of $ 70, we drank many top-​shelf, delicious cocktails, had a wonderful, heavy southern brunch, and walked out with enough food to have another meal. Brunch WIN.

I have taken the time to craft this review so that all my descriptions are deliberate. My goal is to effectively impart just how marvelous my experience here was without this reading like vapid praise or propaganda.
I came to Low Country at 7:15 on a Saturday night with three friends. We had a reservation and were seated promptly. Our waiter, Nick, was friendly and attentive right from the start and remained so throughout the evening. The manager, Tisean, also made several visits to check on us. This was excellent service, but hardly necessary as we had absolutely nothing to complain about.
We started off with cocktails. I had the Ginger Julep. It had a terrific crisp bite to it. One of my friends at the table tasted it and expressed that he was not much of a ginger fan, so the drink was too much for him. Let this be your guide: if you don’t care for ginger order another cocktail (with that being said, I am not a huge ginger fan either, but I still really liked this drink).
Our appetizers consisted of Bacon Deviled Eggs, Fried Pickles with Green Goddess Sauce, and Spicy Pimento Spread. Each of these was eagerly devoured.
The Bacon Deviled Eggs had the classic taste of your classic picnic devil egg. But the addition of bacon really gave them a terrific flavor. I am no chef and barely a cook, but I suspect that in addition to including bacon bits, the chef also introduces some of the bacon drippings into the filling mixture. There was just a wonderful taste of bacon throughout the whole thing.
The Fried Pickles were wonderfully crunchy with a soft tang in the middle. Just be careful, because they come out really hot. You might want to give them a minute to cool just a bit. The Green Goddess Sauce is essentially what Ranch Dressing aspires to be if she could ever get her pigtails out of the Valley and move to the Big City. It is a terrific buttermilk sauce with the herbs of Ranch, plus something extra I could not put my finger on. I did, however, dip just about anything within reach into the sauce (e.g., pieces of bread, leftover crumbs of anything, my napkin, etc.).
I have never been a fan of Pimento Cheese, despite having spent my formative years in the South. My partner absolutely loves it, so we ordered this for the table. It was a huge hit. It had a heat that I think was jalapeño, but I am no expert. Even I had to admit it had a good flavor. If you like Pimento Cheese — or have never tried it — I would definitely recommend this dish.
Moving to the main course, I ordered the special for the night. It was a five-​piece BBQ chicken basket. It came with small potato discs and more of that glorious Green Goddess Sauce. I also ordered a side of the Anson Mills Cheddar Grits (see above, I grew up in the South).
The BBQ sauce was quite possibly the best I have ever tasted. I believe it contained bourbon, which married perfectly with whatever Low Country uses for the tangy and sweet. It was, literally, finger-​licking good. It was also messy, but who cares with sauce this good?
The potatoes were cooked to the perfect point where they were soft, but still had some firmness. Regrettably, I cannot tell you how these tasted alone because I manically dipped each one into the Green Goddess Sauce, which would make gravel taste amazing.
The grits were also phenomenal. They were the perfect consistency of not too dry or wet, which is not easy to obtain with grits — trust me on this! The cheddar gave a terrific flavor, but did not dominate.
The other items ordered were the Carolina Shrimp and Grits, the Fried Chicken Biscuit, and the Bourbon BBQ Pork Chop. I did not sample these, but the other diners could not stop raving about them. The other two Southerners at the table also ordered sides of Collard Greens. I have never cared for Collard Greens, but even I enjoyed these. The Southern gentlemen who ordered them commented that they were perfectly prepared.
With dinner, I enjoyed a Roses Whiskey Smash. It has a terrific balance of flavors and went down very easily. The bartenders balance all the ingredients just perfectly. Before I left, I made sure to express my appreciation to them.
I had to take most of my chicken home because I was stuffed. However, I let the other folks at the table talk me into splitting the Strawberry-​Rhubarb pie. Along with it, the chef and manager sent over a Chocolate «Rolo» Cake and four glasses of Espresso-​Infused Bourbon.
As with everything else, these items were fantastic. The Strawberry-​Rhubarb pie had a delightfully flaky crust. The filling was a perfect balance of sweet-​to-​tart. Often, these pies come out with too much strawberry and the rhubarb gets lost, or vice-​versa. Not this one.
The Chocolate «Rolo» Cake was simply decadent. It had thick caramel and chocolate that almost made me wish I had ordered dessert first (almost, the Green Goddess Sauce and the BBQ still carried the day for me).

Went hear for Thanksgiving with some friends this past year. We had a great time. Drank a ton, and ate a ton. The service was awesome. They were friendly, but not just the typical good service friendly. The bartender and waiter were both taking time to chat with us, tell us about their different favorites at the restaurant. It was really a welcoming spot.
The food itself was good, but probably only warrants 3 stars. They won me over here with service and drink. The John Daly is a must. Get a pitcher of them. Sweet tea vodka and lemonade. They also serve a great Bourbon Dark & Stormy.
The braised pork belly sliders are really good, and so are the deviled eggs. Fried pickles were OK too, but expect at least that at any self respecting BBQ.
I also really liked the cheddar grits and mac n cheese with bacon and jalapeño. It was a prix fixe for Thanksgiving so I had the fried turkey. If that is ever on their regular menu, I’d say get it if you aren’t in the mood for ribs or traditional BBQ. I wouldn’t pass up a plate of ribs for it though.
I also hear they have a pretty decent brunch, and the bar is one that does just fine on it’s own.

The good folks at Low Country do a few things exceedingly well. For starters, they’re doing interesting and delicious things with the cocktail program, including one of my new favorite drinks, an invigorating ginger fizz ($ 12) spiked with jalapenos. And whomever is manning the deep frier is certainly earning their keep, given the shatteringly crisp cornmeal crusted fried pickles ($ 7) and the unbelievably moist fried chicken ($ 23). The friendly but sometimes forgetful staff add welcome notes of conviviality to the experience.
The menu encourages you to eat with your hands. I found the deviled eggs to be perfectly cooked, firm enough to be picked up the hands, but delicate so that one risks dropping the yolky filling when doing so. And fried chicken is a finger food if there ever was one. I even spotted the lady at the table next to us, who was sporting a black dress and a pearl necklace, tearing into a plate of fried oysters with her hands (and drinking a PBR, no less).
But for all of good that the bartender and deep frier can do, none can make up for the lack of seasoning in almost all of the dishes. She-​crab soup was ($ 14) was a sad bowl of barely flavored dairy, and a side of cheddar grits ($ 8), while texturally brilliant, begged for salt. Fried pickles, while a triumph of texture, tasted nothing of pickles, and even that beautiful fried chicken needed a bit of oomph (they thankfully included a side of ranch dressing for flavor).
We left thinking that the kitchen needs to season their food with more confidence. A few tweaks, and this restaurant could be something great. They’re so close to that you can almost taste it.

Great bartender who called him Bob Barker. He gave us shots when we were the first ones there. He and the manager made a drink called «The Kathryn», kind of like a pink lemonade but made with a splash of red wine. Tasty.
We had the Kentucky Hot Brown — french toast, chicken breast, bacon and some fries. Overall, good and filling. Also, had the fried chicken biscuit. Well made.
Overall, good service, spacious and good warm welcome.
I’ll come back for the happy hour specials.

Sunday
6PM
Delivery
Second try
Shrimp and grits
I got this dish because many Unilocaler liked it but I couldn’t enjoy what I got.
The grits were creamy, Yes, but no flavor. I added salt not enough so I add Black pepper. Not working so I added natural home made food enhancer made from Konbu, dried Kelp, making into powder (soaking Kelp in hot water with Bonito fish flakes creates Umami and acts as MSG). Most of Japanese flavors are based on this broth, Dashi, but that didn’t help flavor of this grits. My husband tasted after I added Umami, he thought it was good.
Obviously the four small shrimps were overcooked as I expected from delivery. They were tasteless shrimps. Only good was any-​where-​you-​can-​get chorizo sausage, It had full of flavor and good kick from spiciness but that did’t help this dish. I wasn’t happy paying $ 19 for 4 small tasteless shrimps and strange creamy grits.

Amazing food, but our waitress had a major lack of personality. She was by far the most unfriendly person I interacted with in the establishment. The hostess and the alternate waiter (whom we flagged down in a note of desperation when ours simply disappeared) were wonderful.
It’s very dim in here, and it has the typical deeper than wider layout of NYC restaurants. We got one of the spacious booth alcoves in the back. It looks like they have space for a couple big groups, but the noise level always stayed manageable, probably because of the beaded curtain along the side. We snagged a reservation for early on a Friday, but the place was PACKED by the time we left.

Southern food you say? Frankly, I’ve never actually had much southern food in my lifetime, aside from fried chicken and grits, so I was delighted to dine at Lowcountry. True southern cooking, there has to be more to it than Paula Deen’s deep fried butter balls.
The staff was delightful, or whatever there was of it. There was only a single person waiting tables, but our order was taken relatively quickly. We ordered the crab cake and deviled eggs to start, and it was quality. Fresh crab meat, and it held up pretty well. The deviled eggs were decent too.
As for the main course, we had the fried chicken biscuit, and shrimp and grits. Let me just say that the serving size of the chicken dish was huge. Definitely something you’d order after a day of starvation. The shrimp and grits that I ordered was a relatively big portion as well. The grits were super rich and creamy, and the tomato gravy does a good job of cutting that richness as the meal wore on. If this is southern cooking, then I’m hooked.
My only complaint would the slightly slow service. Food seemed to come out at a much slower pace than I’m used to. Being the only other occupied table at the time, there was no reason for this. My guess is that they were understaffed, seeing that there was only one waiter servicing. By the time we left, more than half the restaurant was full, I can only imagine how much work that lone waitress had to do.

The Lowcountry is a coastal region of South Carolina that consists of a distinct culture, cuisine and charm, all wrapped up in a city called Charleston.
It’s also a restaurant in the NYC, north of the Mason-​Dixon line that does a noble job at recreating the cuisine of this gem of a region.
It has nothing to do with Florida so please excuse my thinking of a special version of «Low» by the aforementioned rapper:
«I had that maple butter bread,
shrimp with the grits»
instead of apple bottom jeans and boots with the fur.
Ok, so I just gave away what I ate at Lowcountry. Now to elaborate.
Last night was an anomaly, almost akin to tonight’s «supermoon”– I wasn’t starving at supper time.
So I didn’t partake from the appetizer menu which includes fried pickles, crab cake, pulled pork sliders and more. There’s a snack menu too, perfect for nibbling on while drinking.
Speaking of the drink, they offer a can of PBR and a shot of house bourbon for $ 6. Anyone going to the Lynyrd Skynyrd show?
The bar area has several tables for four that would be perfect for appetizers/​snacks and drinks. But if greater hunger kicks in, the main menu is available too.
Of which I was torn between trying shrimp and grits (with andouille sausage and tomato gravy) and bbq baby back ribs.
I opted for the grits, which was served in a large bowl. Large shrimp, slices of sausage and just enough tomato gravy to stir in and transform the whole wonder red, this was a bowl of southern comfort.
I just wish I was given a spoon to enjoy it with. But that was really the only faux pas on behalf of an otherwise stellar, attentive staff.
A side of corn bread with maple butter was the perfect side. Three large chunks of bread, slightly warm with butter. I could have had three orders of corn bread and called it a night.
But why stop when there’s a dessert menu that includes bread pudding?
Not just bread pudding but bourbon banana bread pudding with bourbon anglaise. (Historic joke alert– It’s as if the kings of France and England put their arms to rest and made the most delicious dessert topping, resulting in a european peace that forever altered the course of history).
Crème anglaise but with bourbon– need I say more?
And this wasn’t a watery bread pudding as I’ve sometimes had nor was it too like plain bread.
I confirmed with the waiter that the executive chef is from the South and it shows. I’ve dined in Charleston and Savannah and for a nothern eating establishment, Lowcountry is a fine taste of that region.
Final damage was $ 60 for two entrees, dessert and sides. On a side note, my wife’s fried chicken with biscuit and sausage gravy put Jimmy Dean to shame.
The men’s room wall was plastered with pages from «A Streetcar Named Desire» .
The dim lighting in the main area had exposed light bulbs that always remind me of my parents basement.
Put on your Reeboks with the straps and visit Lowcountry.

Great spot! It has a cozy upscale dive feel to it with stacks of records everywhere. The food is great and reasonably priced– the three of us had the burger special (which 5 days later, we’re all still talking about). It was a crazy pimento cheeseburger with slab bacon and homemade ranch dressing on the side. Fries were awesome too. I’m a burger fanatic and theirs was right up there.
5 days later and I’m back again… I ordered the chicken biscuit (recommended by many Unilocalers). It. was. amazing. Tender, not overly breaded with a great biscuit. My boyfriend ordered the ribs, which definitely were not as good as the burger or chicken (so I’m deducting a star for that).
The staff is very friendly as well.

Hangover thanks to too many Good Times Special — PBR + house bourbon. Couldn’t pass on the $ 6 special especially with the Southern crowd I was with begging for more bourbon. By the end of the night we were calling it happy times special.
So from what I remember, thought food was really good and we ordered half of the menu — fried pickles, vidalia onion dip with old bay chips, pimento deviled eggs, Jonah crab dip, mac and cheese with jalapeños and bacon, fried catfish, chicken biscuit, shrimp and grits, and pulled pork sandwiches.
Really loved the fried pickles, mac and cheese and shrimp and grits. I assumed the pulled pork sandwiches were good — they were gone before I was able to grab one.
Overall, excellent place that serves good southern fare, something there’s not enough of in NYC. Just take an advil before you order the first Good Times Special.

Loved the ambiance here. From outside, the place looks really small but once you go in the restaurant has a large space. My friend and I were greeted by the host and seated at one of the booths. One complaint is that the booth seats are not made properly as we kept on knocking each other’s feet under the table.
Another complaint is the music. It can be pretty distracting when you want to have a quiet meal and catch up on the details of your friend’s life. I’m not sure if this is now becoming a trend amongst the twenty-​somethings or what but I hate it. Turn off the music!
Well, the food came out and it was delicious! We went for brunch so I had the chicken and biscuits while my friend has the huevos rancheros. They mentioned they ran out of pulled pork for the latter dish and offered to place stripped chicken on it. My friend was still happy and loved her meal.
All in all, I’d come again to this joint because the food was really delicious. But I hope the owners are reading this, if you really want me to come back often get rid of the loud music please!