Chow, Baby

Far North by Northwest

Chow, Baby
Cruising weather has finally arrived, time to scope out and bitch about all the new housing developments with stupid “Something Woodsy at Something Zoological Something Watery”-type names and restaurant chains with ...


Bowl o’ Red — or White

Chow, Baby
Figuring that it’s never too late in life to become a wine snob, Chow, Baby hit the 2007 People’s Choice Wine Tasting Classic during Grapevine’s GrapeFest, Sept. 13-16. If you’re wondering why you’...



Journal of American BBQ

Chow, Baby
Chow, Baby felt quite cleansed after last year’s Yom Kippur column (“My Name Is Chow, Baby,” Sept. 27, 2006), in which it revisited and reconciled with restaurants it might have been (OK, was) unfair to, and h...


On the Street Where We Eat

Chow, Baby
Chow, Baby’s answer to “What would your dream foodie day consist of?” is the same as most everybody’s: Central Market and a zillion dollars.



What’s in a New Name

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Chow, Baby has enough trouble keeping track of old favorite restaurants that have closed down and soon-to-be favorites that are springing up without having to keep re-alphabetizing the ones in between.


All That Jazz

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The latest entry to the pet-peeve list: “upscale,” as in “upscale soul food.” In the year and a bit since Keith Hicks created the marvelous Ovation (6115 Camp Bowie Blvd.), that’s become the media&...



Charity, Hope, and Faith

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Restaurant Week, now morphing into Restaurant Three Weeks (several places are offering the $35 prix fixe menu through Sunday; check www.krld.com), has got to be the greatest culinary invention of all time.


Suthern Star

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Chow, Baby had that hungry-crabby-crankiness that results when the first lunch place you try is closed because of family illness (get well soon), the second place has new locks on the doors because, according to the landlord...



Home Is Where the Chow Is

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It was nice to see the family and all, but Chow, Baby’s weekend home in New Orleans was a bust, foodwise. The best po-boy place in town (make a note: Crabby Jack’s on Jefferson Highway) was closed for summer vacatio...


Del Freakin’ Great-O

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After nearly a year-long run of adequate steaks at ridiculous prices, Chow, Baby was tired of screwing around. This time it was going to have a great steak at a ridiculous price, guaranteed.