So Glad You Could Come
Chow, Baby wants to par-tay. To dinner par-tay, to be exact, like in the movies, where beautiful people drink champagne and snag exotic cheese...
Brooklyn Bound
Good lord, Chow, Baby could have flown to New York with a change in Atlanta in the time it took to drive across Arlington...
Mostly Spares
Bowling has long been a fascination of Chow, Baby’s — not actually rolling the ball and knocking down pins, but all of the stuff...
The Noodle Throne
Remember when Game of Thrones was all the rage and every hack magazine writer did some silly riff on the show like Game of...
Super Chain
Oh. My. God! A *gasp* trendy new out-of-town chain has *starts to cry* come to Fort Worth, and it’s the super-est one out there:...
Chocolate Therapy
There was something deeply cathartic about watching my server prepare the Chocolate Destruction ($9) at Restaurant 506 at The Sanford House Inn and Spa...
Following Hongthong
Noted pop-up chef and dumpling impresario Hao Tran and I are on a few of the same Facebook groups, and my attention perks when...
Boba Me, Baby
I had never understood the appeal of boba tea. Now that I’ve actually tried it I’m in boba lust. (Although I still don’t get...
Going Up the Country
It gives you one of those Twilight Zone feelings, driving through architecturally undistinguished Benbrook and then through a bunch of nothing to wind up...
A New Look at J&J
I can’t really say that J&J Oyster Bar has stepped up its game. Sure, Chef Angel Mota, an ex-pat from the greasy spoon/sometimes upscale/always...
