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Ol’ South Pancake House, 1509 S University Dr, FW. 817-336-0311.

You Can’t Go Home (Fries) Again

Chow, Baby
After college, I spent a lot of time trying to unlearn some things from the bottom of a rocks glass in local taverns. When the bars closed, there was really only one option for after-hours dining: Ol’ South Pancake House (150...


Like the Grave, Bella Italia West Beckons

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The first time I ever walked into Bella Italia West (5139 Camp Bowie Blvd., 817-738-1700), the year was 1990-something, and I was a senior in high school. Even then, it was like eating in God’s waiting room. The crowd was as ...

The Avoca coffee and chocolate pot de crème was thick and decadent. Photo by Brian Hutson.

DFW Restaurant Week: From Clay to Grace

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I usually never partake in DFW Restaurant Week. As a reviewer, I try to seek out cuisine that readers can try themselves. Since the Restaurant Week menus are only temporary, and since this is a weekly column, I’ve never seen ...

Among the offerings on Vivo 53’s menu, the wood-fired pizza and signature chopped salad get the highest marks. Robert Garner

Viva, La Vivo

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It struck me as I walked into Vivo 53 (525 Taylor St., 855-216-2378) that this city has quietly built a small but solid stable of upscale pizza restaurants. Not too long ago, the only place you could get pizza outside of Domino...


Haute Dogs

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The only thing more American than a good ol’ hot dog is tricking one out like it’s a monster truck. Turning food that was already a little unhealthy into something downright decadent is one of this country’s finest culina...

Photo by Lee Chastain.

Moon Over Mash’d

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When I first heard the name Mash’d, I fantasized about a restaurant constructed entirely of mashed potatoes. I wanted to eat my way out of the place and watch it crumble behind me. Then when I heard the new West 7th eatery wa...


Brace Yourselves for World of Beer

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I couldn’t believe what I was seeing when my server at World of Beer (3252 W. 7th St., 682-708-7021) brought out a giant pretzel hanging from what looked like a medieval torture hook. The hubcap-sized appetizer was dripping w...


Swallowing Sounds

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If I were ever being tortured for information, all my captors would have to do is use loud music or bizarre noises, and I would sing like a little birdie. There’s not a secret in the world I wouldn’t have given up on my rec...

Photo by Nancy Farrar

ComFort Worth Is a Fixture

Chow, Baby
There are a ton of holes in our city’s burgeoning culinary landscape. We could really use some good dim sum places. I’d love to see a rise in the number of Indian joints, more restaurants that deliver without using a third-...


Heim Barbecue: You on the List?

Chow, Baby
I felt like a twentysomething hipster about to be allowed into an exclusive nightclub for the first time. Don’t get me wrong. I felt bad for the people who were turned away from Heim Barbecue (201 E. Hattie St., 817-876-2741)...