Upscale, Down, Second Time Around
Sometimes Chow, Baby and a restaurant get off on the wrong foot. Both restaurants and food critics are entitled to a bad night every...
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...
Ben’s Triple B, Just the Facts
Ben’s Triple B (3020 E Rosedale St, 682-385-9262) is very good. How’s that for a dazzling lede? Oh, were you expecting me to wax...
But Do They Serve Cookies?
Chow, Baby has had way too much family time lately. Yes, I’m lucky to still have grandparents, but listening to them bemoan the ruinous...
Chow, Lion in the Chow Line
If Chow, Baby had its way, it would dine out almost every night of the week, instead of mostly for lunch and on weekends....
One Toe Over the Line
Here we launch a new occasional series: Fort Worth Institutions That Chow, Baby Shame-Facedly Confesses It Hadn't Been to Before.
We'll come up with a...
Other Side of the Apron
Back when I made my living in the food business, I kind of resented Restaurant Week, when local eateries create a prix fixe menu...
Remote Locations
This is a plea to a certain television network to stop running all those "Do You Have the Travel Bug?" commercials. Having seen the...
Cowboy Comfort
Chow, Baby had assumed that the reason its family members clamor for Reata (310 Houston St.) every time they flee here is simply because...
In Honor of Bourdain
Like most people in the foodie-verse, I was hit hard by the suicide of Anthony Bourdain. Before you eye-roll so hard you fall out...
