How do the flavors of Mexico and France mingle? What does that cocktail party look like, taste like and sound like? We’re about to find out, in the form of Madrina, the latest restaurant from Misery Loves Company. Open in the Shops of Highland Park in the former Nosh Euro…
She sure is purdy. “She” being Pink Magnolia, chef Blythe Beck’s new Southern garden party chic gem set in the former Driftwood space on West Davis Street in Oak Cliff. Together with restaurateur Casey Caldwell, after working together at Kitchen LTO, chef Beck snagged the space and got to work…
The much-anticipated second location of Pakpao quietly opened its doors and handed over the chopsticks to their first customers on Friday evening. The new spot is in Preston Hollow Village, a relatively new shopping center off Walnut Hill Lane filled with the likes of Modmarket, Trader Joe’s, Vertskebap and more…
Here’s something completely different. How would you like to drive to a predetermined rendezvous point, dressed head-to-toe in fancy all-white clothing, with a picnic table and chairs, dinner and cleanup supplies in tow, be driven to a secret location in the Dallas/Fort Worth area along with 1,400 other blanc-clad guests, all…
A victualler is hipster (READ: ye olde English) for a licensed purveyor of spirits. This is also known as a bartender, to us plebes. Let me explain. Dining at the newly minted Rapscallion on Greenville Avenue is an adventure for the palate. Chef Nathan Tate is flexing his worldly muscles,…
If you are so over the endless parade of doughnuts, cupcakes, cookies, cronuts, macarons, popsicles, juices, fro-yo and every other kind of sweet treat Dallas has to offer, well, too bad because there’s one more you’ve just got to try. That’s right. There’s another sweet in town, and it’s available by…
If you’ve been waiting for the right time to visit Chef John Tesar’s Knife inside the Dallas Highland hotel, now may be a good time to pull the trigger. For five nights beginning today, Tesar and pastry chef David Collier of Knife will welcome a different celebrated guest chef for…
Uchi means “naked” in Japanese. Makes sense, when you think about it. Not because every “foodie” (shudder) in town is all, “who do I have to sleep with to get a reservation up in here?” but because executive chef/owner Tyson Cole does magical things with each solitary, naked ingredient in…
Do you speak Trinity Groves? If you do, then you’re well versed in Spanish, Chinese, Arabic, southern American dialects, sweet nothings and … beer. Well, as of last night you can add Japanese to that list, because Sushi Bayashi is officially open between Kitchen LTO and Resto Gastro Bistro…
As food writers, critics, bloggers, instagrammers and otherwise overly food-obsessed folk, it’s often easy to get wrapped up in the idea that food is somehow more important than it is. Yes, food nourishes our bodies. Food can be delicious, comforting and even healing. Food can be beautiful and often it…
“I find the pastrami to be the most sensual of all the salted, cured meats.” George Costanza was right about one thing: charcuterie is damn sexy. Case in point: The Char Bar at Asador Restaurant inside the Renaissance Dallas Hotel…
Call off the Carb Police. Tell calories they can “see you next Tuesday.” Fuck fat. Just fuck it. Because Thanksgiving. It’s the Rex Manning Day of holidays for this turkey lover. It’s a time to get drunk and sit on the couch to watch all the sports (I hear). It’s…
Local ingredients are certainly all the rage these days, but the best chefs don’t just use local ingredients, they use them intelligently. If you think the whole farm-to-table trend is played out, you’re right. That said, visiting Asador might just remind you why the trend began in the first place…
The somber Jewish holiday of Yom Kippur begins at sundown, extending until precisely 7:44 p.m. tomorrow. So while you all are stuffing your faces with festival barbecue, Oktoberfest beers, fried fair fare and pumpkin-flavored everything, I, and millions of other Jewish folk, will be consuming absolutely nothing. No food, no…
It’s Drinking Week at City of Ate, which means even more stories than usual about our favorite pastime. Check back for more stories about craft beer, killer bartenders and more. Mustachioed, bowtie-and-fedora-wearing Newsies extras shaking out cocktails is so last year: This is the year of the “ladytender.” Much more…
It’s Drinking Week at City of Ate, which means even more stories than usual about our favorite pastime. Check back for more stories about craft beer, killer bartenders and more. It may be less than a month until the official start of fall, but this is Texas, so it’s best…
It’s Drinking Week at City of Ate, which means even more stories than usual about our favorite pastime. Check back for more stories about craft beer, killer bartenders and more. “Mixology” has officially gotten a little out of hand. Who hasn’t witnessed a mustachioed barman pour 37 different ingredients into…
In Happy Endings, we travel the part of the globe that says “Dallas” in search of great desserts and great places to eat them. Today, we take a closer look at a classic: Abuelo’s. There are seven locations in Texas, but for our purposes here, let’s talk about the one…
In Happy Endings, we travel the part of the globe that says “Dallas” in search of great desserts and great places to eat them. Lately, so many new restaurants and bars have popped up around town that it’s hard to keep up. Many of these places seem to have similar,…
This Father’s Day (it’s next Sunday, folks), thank your Dad. No, for real. Like, don’t get him a tie and take him out to a silly meal he’ll forget before he gets to the last stanza of that terrible Hallmark card. Instead, really, really show him you appreciate him by…
Well, fellow Texans, we’ve breezed past that lovely time of year when it’s cool enough to wear long sleeves with flip flops, yet we’re not quite to the miserable heat of summer in Texas. Right about now is when you want to get outside on a nice patio — read:…
Dearest SoM, We need to talk. This isn’t the first time you’ve done this to me, SoM. Back in the day (in your first place, which is now a Chipotle), I was a like a groupie, enduring a sub-par restroom situation just to sit on your teensy patio and eat…
