Eats

The Chefs Must Be Crazy

Chow, Baby
In an episode of Chow, Baby’s favorite cartoon show, The Tick, one of the superhero’s punny cohorts is gearing up to battle evil: “This looks like a job for Bipolar Bear! … But I just can’t seem to...


Never Saw Such a Sausage

Chow, Baby
Chow, Baby’s whole house has that heavenly bouquet of smoke, the kind that signals the very best Texas barbecue. True, most of the aroma is due to the fact that Chow, Baby forgot to open the chimney damper last week when ...



Caribbean Dreamin’

Bubba Bahamas is kind of like its predecessor, the underrated crab shack Shrimpers, but minus the fried, spicy, fishy excellence.
Brian Abrams
Bubba Bahamas is the reincarnation of Shrimpers Seafood Grille, a casual crab shack that gave nearby seafood institution J&J Oyster Bar a run for its money and sometimes, especially in the oyster and specialty salad depart...


Hell Freezes Over

Chow, Baby
For a variety of reasons that seem stupid now, Chow, Baby thought it would be a good idea to visit some of the area’s popular chain restaurants. For one, it had already dreamed up that neat headline.



Keefin’ On

A new version of a Southside bistro starts with a bang.
Peter Gorman
Take one of the prettiest spaces in the beautiful Southside Historic District, near downtown. Paint it burnished red with black highlights. Leave plenty of 100-year-old wooden beams exposed. Put bright, copper-colored, stamped ...


Soul Brother No. 1

A hearty, homecookin’ diner still lives up to its namesake’s reputation — and then some.
Jimmy Fowler
In Fort Worth’s Soul Food Central block, the area near the intersection of Horne Street and Camp Bowie Boulevard, Mama Lou’s Country Kitchen is the young chick of the pack.



No Joy for Love

Chow, Baby
Editor’s note: Chow, Baby, en route to the Big Easy for a holiday visit, asked fellow columnist Last Call to deliver some bad news from the Big Apple.


Salva-Tex

North Texas restaurateur Gloria Fuentes finally reaches the Fort.
Jimmy Fowler
A decade ago, people in the Dallas neighborhood of Oak Cliff could say, “Ooh, I’m really craving a pupusa right now” and not get slapped.



Let’s Hear It For the Boy

Chef Keith Hicks introduces the West Side to the novel concept of upscale soul food.
BRIAN ABRAMS
couple of years ago, almost as soon as Keith Hicks began cheffing at Cachonga’s, the place went from ho-hum to wow.


Second Time’s the Charm

Chow, Baby
Once is happenstance. Twice is coincidence. The third time it’s enemy action, Mr. Bond. - Auric Goldfinger