Eats

Fair Food

Long-time North Texas institution Tolbert’s outdoes Big Tex and the gang 365 days a year.
Jimmy Fowler
Ah, October in North Texas: Ferris wheels, livestock, and an “if you fry it, we’ll try it” attitude toward grub is much on the minds of your friends and neighbors, and Tolbert’s, located in Grapevine’s historic Main S...


My Name Is Chow, Baby

Chow, Baby
Hot off the internet, from a page that contains big Hebrew letters so it must be accurate: “It is customary during the period before Yom Kippur [which begins at sunset Sunday this year] to visit … any person whom on...



Brothers Grim

Dan McGraw
A lot of chain restaurants spend billions of dollars and countless hours on trying to replicate distant and sometimes not-so-distant lands. Razzoo’s sells New Orleans. House of Blues sells Chicago. Olive Garden sells an Itali...


Shiny Happy Eaters

Chow, Baby
Chow, Baby likes shiny things but hates Denny’s, so it was glad to see a certain gleaming pre-fab building change ownership a few months ago.



Bore Mi

BRIAN ABRAMS
There’s a lot to love about Mi Cocinita. Killer patio included, this Tex-Mex eatery housed in what used to be a garage apartment is no bigger than a walk-in closet — a little cramped but totally homey. Owners Joe and Virgie...


Peanut Butter Jelly Time

Chow, Baby
Here’s a question (notice Chow, Baby didn’t say it was a good question): When you were a little kid, what did you imagine lunchtime was like for grown-ups? There you are in the lunchroom, stroke of noon, pulling a h...



Great Escape

BRIAN ABRAMS
The West Side is full of Euro-influenced bistros: La Piazza, Escargot, Saint-Emilion, Bella West. Thing is, they’re all a little — how you say? — snooty as all get-out.


Being and Munchingness

Chow, Baby
Chow, Baby’s father used to play a mind game he called Argentina. He’d begin it with “Name a country that starts with A.” His prey would answer, “Okay, Argentina.” “No, that’s not...



Soul in Six

BRIAN ABRAMS
Drew Thomas first opened his greasy spoon almost 20 years ago, in Forest Hill, where his smothered pork chops and spicy fried catfish were enjoyed by the locals but not by enough of them to support the business. He moved west, ...


The Blame Game

Chow, Baby
One might think, given how picky Chow, Baby can be, that it requests kitchen do-overs all the time. But no, not so much. A consequence of eating at so many funny-smelling restaurants is that Chow, Baby often winds up with a pla...