Every once in a while, Chow, Baby feels a little guilty that it spends a disproportionate amount of its time and dining dollars in South Arlington — to take a wild guess, probably three or four times what it should based on relative area and population. Though this makes sense, because South Arlington has three or four times its fair share of Tarrant County’s great dives and indies: If you’re looking for a good burger, taco, or gyro, South Arlington is a safe bet. Still, Chow, Baby is supposed to be a tad more adventurous than “safe.”

huevosSo last week Chow, Baby braved South Arlington’s polar opposite: North Arlington. As all excursions must, this one began with a hearty breakfast: huevos con chorizo (with potatoes and refried beans, $5.25) at the delightful Ké Riko (2280-B N. Collins St., Arlington). Ké Riko is pretty new — on Chow, Baby’s visit the sign over the door still read Magnolia Café — but it’s also quite familiar, in a simple but clean strip-mall space with exciting Spanish-language TV and calm, friendly service. The menu has many recognizable items (burritos, tacos, tortas), but also some relative rarities that made Chow, Baby glad it crossed I-30: chicharron en salsa verde (pork skins in housemade tomatillo green sauce, $5.99); pozole, a rich chicken and hominy soup ($4.50); and custardy, not-killer-sweet flan napolitano ($2.50). Ké riko — a slangy spelling of que rico, how rich & delicious — indeed.

Not a surprise to find that Al’s Hamburgers has been around since 1957, though not always in its current location (1101 NE Green Oaks Blvd., Arlington): For one thing, the great grill flavor of Chow, Baby’s old-school-slider cheeseburger ($3.19) is the kind that takes decades to build up. The single small patty was plenty filling, as Chow, Baby was still stuffed from breakfast, though a real Texan would have gone for a double or triple anyway ($4.29-$5.39), or possibly the chicken-fried steak ($7.19) or Frito pie with no-bean chili and lots of onions ($5.99). Al’s isn’t fancy, but the staffers’ friendliness to strangers (Chow, Baby) and regulars (everybody else) gives it a wonderful small-town feel.


After much fine-tuning, Chow, Baby has narrowed its Cajun Authenticity Quiz, formerly a half-hour essay exam, to just two questions: (1) What kind of po-boy bread do you use? And, (2) What’s in your dirty rice? The cutie counterman at Pat’s Cajun Seafood (1826 N. Cooper St., Arlington) got the pass/fail part right —  “French bread” —  but he didn’t know the brand name (if you can imagine). Bonus points, however, for the smoked-sausage po-boy ($5.45), nicely grilled with burnt edges, perfectly dressed (including pickles), and on what could well have been Gambino’s bread (Chow, Baby’s second favorite).

Cutie hesitated a bit on Chow, Baby’s second question, which is an excellent sign, because real dirty rice (side $2.95) gets its color from chicken liver and giblets. Many people don’t want to know that. Or maybe he was hesitating because the liver-y rice here is beefed up with a bit of hamburger, not authentic, but still made tasty with the Cajun holy trinity of bell pepper, celery, and onion. Will Chow, Baby trek to North Arlington again to check out Pat’s gumbo, jambalaya, and fried seafood platter ($ all pretty cheap)? It’s a safe bet.

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