Waffles of Wrath
Ridgmar Mall is a very sad place these days. The once-thriving complex now looks more like the setting of some post-apocalyptic abandoned-city movie ––...
Color it Meaty, Matey
Growing up, I used up more than a few crayons on those coloring pages that restaurants hand out to keep kids quiet. The one...
Hangin’, Old School
Chow, Baby used to love the Flying Tomato pizza joint in Denton. The pie wasn’t that great, but it was everything I loved about...
Overeating at San Andreas
By the time my three a la carte tacos arrived, I was ready to raise my arms to the heavens and cry, “Enough of...
Eating Losses
I miss two weeks ago. Back then, I was hitting taco joints on the East Side for a column about new places to eat...
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...
Charity, Hope, and Faith
Restaurant Week, now morphing into Restaurant Three Weeks (several places are offering the $35 prix fixe menu through Sunday; check www.krld.com), has got to...
Tasty Taste-N-See
When chic Dallas coffee house and late-night breakfast joint Café Brazil came to town a few years back, I was excited. There weren’t many...
Alamo Drafthouse’s Badass Kitchen
Recently, my press card for the Alamo Drafthouse Denton (3220 Town Center Tr) arrived in the mail, allowing me to see movies for free...
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...
