Posts Tagged ‘steak’
As a child of divorced parents, Chow, Baby benefited from some unhealthy parental competition growing up. Apparently, the contest for favorite parent is still raging. Last week, both Chow, Mere and Chow, Daddy took me out for d...
This eatery might not look like much, but its Tex-Mex is up there with the best.
If a pawnshop is enough to scare you away from a neighborhood, you might never work up the courage to walk through the door of Cancun Restaurant, on the south side of Camp Bowie West. And that would be a shame.
Chow, Baby was born with an insatiable wanderlust. Cruelly, I wasn’t also born into a wealthy family that could satisfy my fantasies of summering in France. Still, I do my best at exploration — meaning, generally, places wi...
This new airport-area eatery offers down-home Thai hospitality and great food.
Here’s a sign of great service: The owner of a recently opened restaurant on a busy Bedford freeway spends long minutes on the phone directing potential customers through road construction to get to his place. Phongphang Chok...
This venerable Arlington eatery still offers some hearty American fare.
LAURIE BARKER JAMES
LAURIE BARKER JAMES
“Never trust a skinny cook.” That old saying seems to be the motto at Arlington’s Buck n’ Loons, and, although I didn’t actually see the cook when my family ate dinner there on a weeknight, I could sort of tell by the...
This nigh-historic Southside diner has been slinging succulent CFS, barbecue, and Tex-Mex since 1970.
Jesus BBQ is a perfect metaphor for what’s going on in the area around South Main Street and Rosedale Avenue. The little diner is nestled between a giant factory and what appears to be a halfway house but is also about a bloc...
So here’s Chow, Baby standing paralyzed in moral combat before the self-serve soda dispenser at Spiral Diner (1314 W. Magnolia Ave.), having filled its glass to the brim with agave-sweetened watermelon cream soda, then having...
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...
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....
A campy chuckwagon vibe permeates the recently opened Tillman’s Roadhouse, as if Liberace were the proprietor and all of the kitchen help French culinary school grads. In reality, Sara Tillman is a co-owner, and chef Dan ...