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Being and Munchingness

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...

Palate Palette

Even after buying the new leftovers fridge and a couple of other big shiny things (unpaid pretend-celebrity endorsement: Ed at Arlington Appliance rocks!), Chow,...

Making Plans for Lanny

Chow, Baby's been thinking more on that brilliant idea it had a couple of weeks ago, the one about Lanny Lancarte, honcho of the...

At Your Service

It's reader-service week here at Chow, Baby headquarters - not in the traditional journalistic "we're here to serve the reader" use of the phrase,...

On the Road to Izquierda

In most Spanish-immersion situations, Chow, Baby gets by just fine with a jolly ¡Hola!, Gracias, and Por favor, show me donde I am en...

Holiday Greenery

Today's journalism-lingo term is evergreen, meaning a non-time-pegged article that an editor keeps on hand to fill space in case of emergency - say...

Faking a Southern Accent

Boy, who would've thought that Chow, Baby's new expertise on fried green tomatoes would come in handy so soon. Another concurrence: While munching on...

It Was a Very Good Year

It's amazing, and rather sweet, how many readers have recently expressed concern for Chow, Baby's budget. They have a point. Since Chow, Baby's last...

Remembrance of Meals Past

Jubilee's back! Jubilee's back! Chow, Baby fondly remembers the old "Heaven on Seventh" incarnation - the crispy-crustiest chicken-fried, the nicest hey-hon waitresses, Ms. Tilly's...