Monkey Business
I went back to the Food Hall at Crockett Row (3000 Crockett St, 817-885-7331) for the first time in a month or so, and...
No Brush, Just Breakfast
Another thing Chow, Baby begrudges the Beautiful People for (this continues a life-long rant) is co-opting the word "bedhead" to mean "sexily tousled." This...
Big Cheers for Little Bikkles
Sometimes this town baffles me. Generic chain restaurants like The Cheesecake Factory get a ticker- tape parade when they come to town, but a...
Good Luck (Getting a Table)
I’m done (for a little while) writing about these pinky-out, over-priced restaurants that most people can afford only on special occasions. I’m ready to...
Who’s Sorry Now?
Yes, it’s Yom Kippur again (rather, it was last Friday), the Jewish Day of Atonement and the Chow, Baby week of revisiting restaurants it...
Can Buy Me Love … at Dinner
As a child of divorced parents, Chow, Baby benefited from some unhealthy parental competition growing up. Apparently, the contest for favorite parent is still...
Toast Points: Eat Early, Healthy, and Away
Every year around this time, I convince myself that this is going to be the year when I get in shape, finish that novel...
Love the One You’re With
Well, Chow, Baby can't find the perfect analogy on Internet Movie Database - Tony Curtis in Boeing Boeing is the general idea but not...
Maybe It Tastes Better at Closing Time
Puffed-up press releases are like a drunk in a bar telling you how hot you are - sure, the source is suspect, but you...
Finding its Nish!
It’s a safe bet that the roads in Fallujah are probably in better shape than the construction-ridden areas of River Oaks. Everywhere you drive,...
