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Chow, Baby

No Fission Here

Chow, Baby
Chow, Baby’s main reason for being, or at least for being here in this column space, stems from its near-holy-roller conviction that holes-in-the-wall serve great food. The divier the place, the better the burger/pho/tacos/wh...


Braised & Confused

Chow, Baby
Décor-wise, Cowtown Diner (305 Main St.) is more of a bistro than a diner, though if it had called itself “Cowtown Bistro,” Chow, Baby probably would have carped that its menu is more diner-y than bistro-y. This place is a...



Fool for the Ignorant

Chow, Baby
As a Terra fan pointed out in the web comments to “No. 2, Not Trying Harder” (March 17) — a not-overly-kind report on Terra Mediterranean Grill and an adulation of Chadra Mezza — Chow, Baby is “ignorant” about Leban...


No Monkey Ward Prices Here

Chow, Baby
Chow, Baby retroactively apologizes to Ronin, long gone from Montgomery Plaza, for complaining two years ago about its sky-high sushi prices — $2 for a piece of tuna, and that was on “special night.” Chow, Baby was appall...



No. 2, Not Trying Harder

Chow, Baby
“Someone tell Chadra Mezza there’s definitely competition in town,” e-mailed executive legman Michael B., promoted from associate legman last year after his Al Wadi find in Bedford. Michael, who unquestionably knows his h...


Better than Chef Pants

Chow, Baby
The instant Chow, Baby heard that Brad Haskovec was launching a new cafe, the obsession began: Would he have the soup? Would he have the soup? A week before Freda’s Place even opened, Chow, Baby was haunting 609 S. Jennings A...



Juice Lost

Chow, Baby
One of many, many items on Chow, Baby’s list of “what are people thinking?” mysteries is the popularity of Jakes, whose burgers have gotten rave reviews from D magazine, the Dallas Observer, Texas Monthly, and even this r...


Mushrooms with a View

Chow, Baby
How often does this ever happen: Something that’s absolutely perfect gets messed with and yet comes out better? For the most part, the new Mamma Mia (1000 W. Magnolia Av., in the former Palermo’s space) hasn’t...



The Irony and the Ecstasy

Chow, Baby
OK, the reason Chow, Baby has been all depressed and road-tripping recently is because it got unexpectedly and non-negotiably dumped by the beloved. Chow, Baby didn’t mark the precise dump-date, but going by its diary, a....


You Can Do It. We Can Help.

Chow, Baby
While Chow, Baby is still working on the leftovers from last week’s chicken-fried bacon road trip – two slices to go, each an entire day’s worth of fatty salty goodness – here’s another installment...