Holy Water A Heavenly Lounge

Visiting from out of town, super fun venue with the best food we had the whole trip! Fantastic service! Don’t miss this super delicious brunch spot!

Visiting from out of town with family came here for breakfast. The food was wonderful are wait staff was incredible and had a great sense of humor. The atmosphere was very eclectic and loved the decor. We went pretty early in the morning so there wasn't hardly anyone there at first but as the morning progressed it became busier. Really enjoyed this place and I will be back when I visit the area again.

My best friend and I came here on Halloween for the Gathering of the Witches event on her birthday. I absolutely enjoyed seeing everyone in costume and the decorations of the restaurant. It blows my mind how the building used to be a church and seeing it transformed to a lounge is so unique. To eat, we tried their fries, onion dip and sangria. Everything was delicious. We usually don’t order onion dip but we did after the waitress recommended it. And let me tell you, this may have been the best onion dip I’ve had. The fries were good but I wish they were crispier. The fruits in the sangria made it taste so refreshing. The service was great. After we ate, we went upstairs to the market and got a permanent bracelet. I thoroughly enjoyed my time here and visiting the vendors’ table.

Holy Water A Heavenly Lounge was excellent in food, service, and especially atmosphere. On this beautiful day we enjoyed spectacular outdoor seating surrounded by the delightful gardens, shrubs, and accessories. The food was superior, as was the service. The prices were also competitive. The venue is a feast for the eyes in every direction one looks. I highly recommend this restaurant. Thank you 😊

Holy Water doesn’t serve food. It offers forgiveness in edible form. You don’t walk in hungry… you walk in compromised. The kind of hunger that’s been following you all day, whispering bad ideas. Gravity does the rest. Potatoes help. A single biscuit shows up drowning in sausage gravy like it lost a bet and decided to enjoy it. Potatoes and fried vegetables pile on the side, unapologetic, cooked like they know you’re not here to pretend you’re healthy. This is breakfast that looks you in the eye and says, Relax. You made it. An Old Fashioned lands without ceremony. No garnish gymnastics. Just confidence. Black coffee alongside it to keep you honest and barely upright. The room creaks like it remembers confessions. Floorboards echo old piety and newer desires. The bar hums with people