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....
Here’s Lookin’ at You, Velvet
Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, it had to take over mine. Like Ingrid Bergman sauntering into...
Tex-Mex-i-burger Treats
There must be some invisible anti-burger barrier on North Main Street from Northside Drive to East Exchange Avenue. There are about a dozen or...
Praying for Pizza
A few years ago the restaurants gods apparently decided this city didn’t have enough pizza options. In their infinite wisdom, they bestowed on us,...
Scarfin’ at the Oldies
There’s an authenticity problem in this city’s restaurant scene. There are so many shiny new restaurants popping up, I often feel starved for a...
Get Better Fast
It wasn’t that long ago you’d go to the Near Southside only for a doctor’s appointment or a chicken-fried steak from Massey’s. These days...
Skipping Nonna’s: Insanity
Chow, Baby only lasted two days on the P90X workout program. I’m insane enough without feeling that particular burn. I’ve Tae Bo’d, boot-camped, Pilateed,...
Pho-ing with the Oldie
There appears to be a language barrier between me and my oldest niece. She got a cell phone for her 14th birthday, and OMG,...
Almost Heaven
I was eating my second meal in as many days at AF+B (2869 Crockett St.) when it occurred to me that we could be...
Feats of Clay
Chow, Baby used to spend a lot of time at Lambert’s Steak, Seafood, & Whiskey (2731 White Settlement Rd.) and was sad when it...
