Gia 35
When I-35 was erected in the ’60s, it created a class and race barrier that still exists. While the Near Southside is among the...
Feed a Cabin Fever
Last week’s icy roads and rolling blackouts (no TV for several minutes at a time!) meant that homebound Chow, Baby actually had to turn...
Olivella’s Resets the Bar
When it opened, I remember thinking Tim Love’s long-defunct tapas joint Duce was going to change the way people dined in this town. The...
Hey, Sailor, Want to Share Some Cow Brains?
I am a taco slut, always have been. I’m not talking about the kind of tacos you get at gringo-friendly margarita-sopapilla-raise-the-flag Tex-Mex places (though...
Playing the Food Card
Not to compare Chow, Baby’s beloved East Side of Fort Worth to the beleaguered South Side of Los Angeles, but one neighborhood similarity is...
Lucky at Lunch
"And with diners cutting back on pricey dinners, we'll see more lunch deals at expensive restaurants." That was cut from an early draft of...
Knocking on the Red Door
As a youngster, Chow, Baby roamed the wilds of the Cityview area with a Lewis-and-Clark-like ardor, watching that part of town grow from an...
Trompe de Shrimp
Chow, Baby’s not clear exactly how, but surely butterflied shrimp are part of the global marketing conspiracy, the one that brought us Certified Angus...
Spin Those Plates
Speaking as someone who was pretty much raised by television, I enjoy a good spinoff as much as any other over-stimulated, glassy-eyed child of...
A Vegan Christmas
As someone who navigates life with high blood pressure, depression, and a rare case of sass-mouth, regulating my diet is something that crosses my...
