Fat on Fat
If I were 20 years old and perpetually stoned, Fat Shack (2858 W Berry St, 817-367-9951) would be my favorite place to gorge. The...
Peanut Butter Jelly Time
Here's a question (notice Chow, Baby didn't say it was a good question): When you were a little kid, what did you imagine lunchtime...
Crazy for Taco Loco
You know, Chow, Baby goes to all this trouble creating mania-inspired color-coded lists and sub-lists, and yet not once has anyone written in to...
First Church of Maple
What did we do on Sundays before brunch? Yes, football and church (for non-heathens), but Chow, Baby (a dyed-in-the-wool heathen) once considered it mostly...
Don’t Blame the Bird
Considering all of the fanfare around the bird, I think turkey gets a bad rap. I have plenty of friends and relatives who claim...
Deliciosa. Word.
"Huh. That's new," Chow, Baby said while gazing out of the windows of Pitt Grill last week. New to Chow, Baby, anyway.
Marquez Restaurant (928...
You Can Go Home Again
Dear Michael’s Cuisine Restaurant & Ancho Chile Bar (3413 W. 7th St.),
It’s been too long, my old friend. How have you been? I still...
Mr. Friday Night
After promising itself for forever, Chow, Baby finally made it to the legendary Friday-night lamb & seafood buffet at Chadra Mezza (1622 Park Place...
Any Way You Slice It
One of Chow, Baby’s valiant attempts to impose order on the food universe is its gyros classification system. It’s pretty straightforward: Class A is...
A New Day for Dayne’s
Our city’s craft barbecue explosion is running out of room on the ground floor. Derek Allan’s, Flores, Heim, Hurtado, Panther City, Joe Riscky’s, and...
