Posts Tagged ‘baby’

Same Reason Willie Sutton Robbed Banks

Chow, Baby
Moving quickly from the Pet Peeve list into Berserk Button territory: people who whine that Chow, Baby eats in Arlington too much (averaging once every 2.89 weeks in 2010) and, in a non-overlapping yet equally maddening categor...


Saturday Night’s All Right for Terra

Chow, Baby
Usually when old college buddy Joe, a.k.a. Mr. Award-Winning Food Editor of the Washington Post, passes through on his annual holiday Texas tour, Chow, Baby treats him to restaurants that attest to our world-class culinary grea...



Trends, Schmends

Chow, Baby
As Chow, Baby has said many times before, nothing makes life easier for a columnist than saying the same things over and over again. That’s why, last year at this time, a new annual theme column debuted in this space: New Yea...


Pork Chop Pit Stop

Chow, Baby
If you happen to be cruising along FM 1187 for no particular reason, Jorge’s Mexican Restaurant (100 S. Front St., Aledo) makes a great rest stop. What a cool old place: The low brick building, the faded “Jorge’s” sign,...



Comparison Shopping

Chow, Baby
Chow, Baby has spent the last few weeks figuring out how to spin its Thanksgiving trip home to New Orleans as culinary research and thus tax-deductible. The trick to such writing-off is that in case of audit, Chow, Baby needs t...


Slogan’s Run

Chow, Baby
Appointing itself ad hoc spokesperson for the 80 zillion Mexican restaurants in Tarrant (note to self: check that figure), Chow, Baby is more than a bit offended by the slogan of Red Cactus (3005 S. University Dr.): “Fresh Me...



Brooklyn Bound

Chow, Baby
Good lord, Chow, Baby could have flown to New York with a change in Atlanta in the time it took to drive across Arlington to Brooklyn’s Best Pizza & Pasta (2425 SE Green Oaks Blvd.). Was the trip worth it? Short answer: Y...


Playing for Low Steaks

Chow, Baby
Here’s the composite feedback on last week’s column: “That’s a neat trick, poking your thumb muscle as a guide to whether your steak is cooked right. I’ll be sure to try that next time I can afford a steak.” Well, n...



Teach the Children Well

Chow, Baby
Other than “Who will take care of me when I’m decrepit?,” Chow, Baby’s only regret over having had cats instead of children is the missed opportunity for passing on its decades’ worth of accumulated trivial knowledge....


Moving the Bar on Barbecue

Chow, Baby
This week’s eating adventures just go to show how much Chow, Baby has grown — not as a person, but as a Texan. Being a carpetbagger, Chow, Baby used to treat barbecue no differently from steaks, tacos, burgers, pho, and the...