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Cross Her Palm with a Burrito

CHOW, BABY
Chow, Baby recently went to a psychic to get my tea leaves read. I’m not a big believer in the paranormal, astrology, voodoo, or any other manner of mumbo jumbo. But some friends decided to make a night of it, so I went along...


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All Glitter, No Gold

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Chow, Baby has the attention span of a … what was I saying?  That’s why I almost never go to places that specialize in sensory overload. My food tends to get cold while I stare, mouth agape, at all the blinking lights. But...



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Cooking for West

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The thoughts of many North Texans are focused on the little town of West, in the aftermath of the terrible fertilizer plant explosion on April 17. Among many locals who went down to help was one of Fort Worth’s best burger ch...


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Crabby

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I hope the folks who own Macaluso’s Italian Restaurant (2443 Forest Park Blvd.) have found a young and an old priest to exorcise whatever curse was put on that location. Since Le Chardonnay closed more than a decade ago, it...



The food at Vee Lounge is actually pretty good for a nightclub.

Good Enough for Government Work

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It always strikes me as odd when people have to qualify their opinions about food based on where it’s served. As in, “For a bingo hall, the food’s not that bad.” Or, more likely, the left-handed compliment is to a night...


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Deliciously Deductible

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If the Fourth of July is Cowboy Christmas because of all the rodeos going on, then surely April 15 must be Food Writers’ Fright Night. My dining room table looks like Russell Crowe’s wall in A Beautiful Mind. Still, each on...



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Knocking on the Red Door

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As a youngster, Chow, Baby roamed the wilds of the Cityview area with a Lewis-and-Clark-like ardor, watching that part of town grow from an ill-advised development in the middle of a flood plain to a beacon for lame chain resta...


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Up at the Crack of Egg

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Chow, Baby is useless on weekend mornings. If it weren’t for a puppy that insists on eating and occasionally going outside, I might never get out of bed. But there is one redeeming thing about such sloth: It leads to brunch. ...



The Monte Cristo dawg is deep-fried with ham and Swiss cheese and topped with a raspberry horseradish sauce.

Solo Trucker

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Chow, Baby used to get bummed out at the prospect of eating alone. “Table for one?” the hostess would ask, and Chow, Baby would nod and give a deep sigh. These days I usually enjoy dining solo, but there are still a few res...


Revolver's ceviche courtesy Facebook.

Upscale, Down, Second Time Around

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Sometimes Chow, Baby and a restaurant get off on the wrong foot. Both restaurants and food critics are entitled to a bad night every now and then. So I went out on a second-chances round last week, and I’m happy to report tha...