New American Restaurants in Johnson City, TN

“Dined here for the first time. Husband and his brother had Scallops. I had the 50oz T-Bone, $150.00 with a great bottle of wine. Very nicely done. This dish came with three sides from the left side of the menu excluding one dish which was explained. Long story short I ordered the $150.00 T-Bone with the three sides being the Brussell sprouts, the potatoes and the oysters. Our server c ame back to say there would be and up charge of $5 for the oysters, maybe $8, now mind you this appetizer WAS included with the offer. When the bill came there was a up charge of $10 for the oysters. So, we went from a $5 upcharge to $10 upcharge. The tip was $75.00 which is not a problem but misinformation is.“

“We always enjoy simply the best dining experience whenever we visit. The food, service, and ambience is always top notch. Recommend to all ⭐️ ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️“

“We had never been here, but The Down Home was recommended to us a while back. Our party of five stopped in for the first half of an Alexis Wax concert/fundraiser for Erwin. The venue is quaint, but there are plenty of smaller booths and tables for four (we grabbed a spare chair to accommodate us), and a bar selling beer and wine, water is there for free. Food is also available, and everything is posted on their website. The sound was good, we all enjoyed our time, and we look forward to returning when we can stay longer. Definitely recommend The Down Home for live music in Johnson City.“

“To jeanandedeats, just doing the math, three or four people does not make a large group.“

“Food is awesome service is great !!! We will be back love restaurant“

“Well now, I reckon I oughta begin by sayin’ that when a man’s been drivin’ clear across this grand nation with three rambunctious young’uns in the back hollerin’ over who touched whose elbow, and a wife growlin’ about the gas station beans in Arkansas, a good taco can feel like salvation in tortilla form. That’s precisely the brand of miracle we found at a little joint by the name of White Duck Taco Shop.

Now don’t let the name fool you — ain’t no duck with an apron waddlin’ around servin’ you, though I admit I wouldn’t’ve minded that one bit. What is there is a menu that reads like a travelogue written by a hungry pirate. Chicken tikka masala tacos? Shrimp po’boy? Steak-and-cheese that’d make a Philly boy cry into his soft pretzel? Lord have mercy, even the duck taco had me questionin’ the moral uprightness of poultry.

My wife, who has developed a sort of holy reverence for legumes, declared — between bites and narrowed eyes — that the beans were transcendent. And let me tell you, when a woman uses that word for food, you better believe angels are somewhere singin’.

It’s the kind of place where kids get quiet — not from threat or bribe — but from sheer chew-induced bliss. A rare and blessed silence. For that alone, I’d’ve given ‘em a medal.

So if you find yourself somewhere between Where-the-Hell-Are-We and the Eastern Seaboard, do yourself the decency of stopping at White Duck Taco. It’s a fine respite for the weary traveler, the picky child, and the wife who’s done enough car parenting to deserve beans that move the soul.“

“Great beer and food. Great place to hang“

“great selection of food with a very nice atmosphere“