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Judging the Wild Side

Fort Worth Weekly
My Eastside friends always complain about how there are no restaurants in their neck of the woods. It’s true that neither Tim Love nor Jon Bonnell is likely scouting Eastside locales as a place to expand, but there’s got to...


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The Old (Grill) Is New Again

CHOW, BABY
The young are so helpful. Chow, Baby’s teenage nieces, for example, are always willing to point out how uncool and out of touch I am. Sadly, instead of sending me to the latest chic dive, their comments only drove me deeper i...



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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

CHOW, BABY
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

CHOW, BABY
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

CHOW, BABY
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

CHOW, BABY
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

CHOW, BABY
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. ...