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You Don’t Know Goat

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Last week, Chow, Baby promised to keep boring you with vacation slides of its latest international research trip, this time to the Caribbean coast of Colombia. Here’s one (an imaginary one; Chow Baby doesn’t photogr...


Mall of the Americas

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So Chow, Baby headed off two weeks ago on its latest International Cuisine Research trip – but unfortunately for cabrito-studying purposes, on Day One it fell instantly in love with comida costeƱa, the foods of the south...



Wailing Wall

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Praying before the Wall seemed an appropriate first step in preparing for Yom Kippur, the Jewish Day of Atonement (this year beginning at sunset Sunday), which Chow, Baby has turned into its own ritual of revisiting restaurants...


Unnatural Appetites

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Did you know there are 2,847,632 restaurants in Tarrant County? Chow, Baby completely made that number up (obviously), but that’s what it seems like every August, when Chow, Baby and the Eats writers begin considering con...



Chasing the Cool Stuff

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Boy, what an astoundingly terrible two days Chow, Baby had, the kind of days that make optimists look forward to the rest of their lives (it’s only going to get better!) and make pessimists never want to leave the house a...


Remote Locations

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This is a plea to a certain television network to stop running all those “Do You Have the Travel Bug?” commercials. Having seen the ads a million times now, Chow, Baby is convinced it is seriously afflicted with thi...



The Latest, the Greatest

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Like most people, Chow, Baby is vulnerable to the recency effect, a cognitive-recall bias that over-credits the new, as in “Wow, this meal I’m having right now is the greatest [or worst or other superlative] of my e...


You Snooze, They Lose

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Chow, Baby has lived on Fort Worth’s East Side for seven happy years now, but only the other day did it realize: What a strange choice for a professional eater.



Prisoner of Love

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In tribute to the writer Donald E. Westlake, who died late last year, Chow, Baby is re-reading all 100-plus of his pulp, crime, and comic-caper novels. It’s now up to 1974′s Help I Am Being Held Prisoner, one of the...


The Potato Dumpling Gang

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Admittedly, Chow, Baby was bursting with crankiness way before it arrived at Greenwood’s German Restaurant (3522 Bluebonnet Circle). But that’s no excuse for the many grievous insults it suffered, starting with not ...