Chow, Baby
Too Righteous
CHOW, BABYPeople normally just buy a Porsche when they hit a midlife crisis. Maybe that’s not what’s driving Chef Lanny Lancarte, but he has made some serious changes in his professional life. He closed one of Chow, Baby’s favorite...
Miracle of the Tweens and Fishes
Fort Worth WeeklyTwo of my dreaded … that is, my beloved nieces, ages 10 and 12, came over to Casa de Chow, Baby for dinner recently. Their mother, my dear ol’ sis, has the two monsters well on their way to childhood diabetes, thanks to a s...
Happy Trails
CHOW, BABYChow, Baby’s pal from Los Angeles came into town for the Lone Star Film Festival and wanted a guided tour of the “real Fort Worth culinary experience.” Of course, having done this dance before, I know she really meant: �...
Let the Lobster Roll Down …
CHOW, BABYThe best lobster roll I ever had was in Kennebunkport, Maine, in 1990-something. During one of the summers of my misspent college years, I was visiting a friend in Boston who told me about the delish sandwich he’d discovered....
Give Me Liberty — or a $1.99 Taco
CHOW, BABYI felt terrible for the kids standing in the median holding promotional signs for Sombrero Mexican Food (201 W. Rosedale St.). It was one of those warm fall afternoons that seemed all the hotter after the tease of a few days of...
Buns, Actually
CHOW, BABYWhen I first saw the pork buns ($7.95) at Pho District (2401 W. 7th St., Ste. 117), I was sure I’d made a terrible mistake. The bun itself looked like a Dr. Scholl’s insert for an orthopedic shoe. But with the predictabilit...
Tempest in a Soup Tureen
CHOW, BABYThe recent bizarre drama centering on Dallas Morning News food critic Leslie Brenner got Chow, Baby to thinking about the relationship among restaurants, their customers, and news outlets. The rise of social media, celebrity ch...
Eat Here … You Know the Rest
CHOW, BABYChow, Baby doesn’t know what it was thinking. Sometimes an idea for a dining column ends up more like material for a horror story. Such was the case when I decided to eat exclusively at gas stations for a week — I lasted on...
No Ragin’, Just Cajun
CHOW, BABYChow, Baby developed a passion for Cajun cuisine as a college student. During my once-frequent trips to the Big Easy, while my friends were trying to drink Bourbon Street dry, I took more of an interest in the dark, intense sau...
Welcome Melting Pot
CHOW, BABYSaturday was going great until my party of six was turned away by a local eatery because it was half an hour before closing. Apparently the restaurant’s listed hours apply only when the staff has nothing better to do. I’ll ...