What the hell happened to the mimosa? What could actually be a light, delicate and refreshing morning drink has become the booze of choice for those so hungover they can’t choke down anything else without booting. And with very few exceptions, they’re consistently terrible. (Maybe it’s because they’re served by…
Processed-meat fever came to a head over the weekend. It started with a full-page ad, which appeared on Friday in the Wall Street Journal (and is on display below), paid for by Beef Product Inc. The company branded itself a paragon of food safety and cited “pink slime” libel as…
It’s a relatively quiet Wednesday night at Deep Ellum’s newest watering hole, Swallow Lounge (double entendre or just a hastily chosen name? You be the judge). I take a seat at the empty bar lined with bright red vinyl stools. Above the bar, back-lit swallows — those little birds that…
In 2009 the New York Times ran an article describing a trend taking over the city. Various shops were selling young coconuts, with undeveloped shells, liberated of their tops and served with drinking straws. “I think it’s stylish, it’s pretty,” said a Brooklyn shop owner who was selling cases of…
Recently I found myself at the register of a Pinkberry with a pretty swirl of coconut frozen yogurt topped off with a load of sticker shock. “It’s just one small,” I said upon seeing the price, gesturing behind me that I was alone and wondering how many swirls she just…
Back in late February, SideDish, the food blog over at D, carried the news that a sandwich shop called Capriotti’s was going to revamp an old gas station downtown and subsequently expand to 50 other locations around DFW. “Has anybody eaten here before? Is it any good?” the post asked…
Cupcakes! Cupcakes, cupcakes, buzzword, cupcakes. Sprinkles is extending its hours, and to celebrate, the cupcake conglomerate is giving away free cupcakes. Or cupcake, singular, to be specific. Tonight only, every pancreas at The Plaza at Preston Center will be given one free cupcake of its choice from 8 to 9…
Before I was a food critic I was a recipe tester. I worked with Bonnie Benwick at the Washington Post, who would send out a handful of recipes to her team and demand resultant dishes be brought to the office for sampling and photography. She would yell at us testers…
Like many food writers I’m sure, I’ve been watching Pulitzer-winning Jonathan Gold’s transition from the LA Weekly to the Los Angeles Times closely. The death of the star system at the daily publication has gotten a lot of attention, too, but it’s Gold’s first blog post that has invoked deep…
I was hoping that eating a Doritos flavored taco would inspire a few grafs of humorous prose, but instead it just spurred sorrow. Now, sitting at my desk after enduring my arterial assault, I feel depressed. I won’t call Taco Bell’s creation good or bad. It tastes exactly like what…
Dear Grilled Chicken Sandwich, You suck. I mean you really, really suck. I’m not just picking on The Blackfriar’s version pictured above — the McKinney Avenue pub just happened to be the unlucky subject of this food critic’s rant — I’m talking about all grilled chicken sandwiches everywhere. All of…
I wanted to sign up and pin nothing but hoagies. I found buns, “hoagie dip” and earrings instead…
Steak steak steak steak steak steak steak. The Dallas Morning News published a Pavlovian steakhouse slideshow the other day, with pictures and a link to a story published two summers ago that ranked Dallas’ best steakhouses. There are some sexy shots in that slideshow, but they invoked deja vu: D…
A-List Dallas recently published this list, called the “BEST of CityVoter Dallas A-List,” which is a confusing name for a list, but that’s beside my point. The point is, after all the nitpicking we let you guys do of Scott’s top five lists, we figured we’d take a crack. Let’s…
I’ll admit it. I’m a burger snob. I LOVE when a fancy steakhouse serves up blissful beef on a house-baked bun, with gorgeous fries and interesting, scratch-made condiments. Not that I always want to shell out a Jackson for true bovinity — humble burgers are great too. But I get…
There’s a trend I’ve noticed Dallas dining establishments that I think is growing and am certain should come to a stop. If you’re a frequent steak eater, you’ll know what I’m talking about. You order a rich, red California cabernet and a massive rib-eye steak — not some tiny baby…
Everyone holds dear a few suspect dishes from their past, usually from questionable chain restaurants. Because we like to watch him suffer, Scott will occasionally review those foods. This week: Chili’s Chicken Crispers, a long-lost love of Observer editor Joe Tone. I’ve had chicken tenders maybe eight times in my…
In my ongoing quest to eat more healthily, I ordered a salad at dinner last night, passing up on the Porch’s well regarded Stodg Burger. This is what I got. I know I only count 18, but come on. There have to be a couple hiding under there, right?…
Yesterday, the Department of State Health Services hosted a meeting in Austin on the proposed new labeling rules for the Texas Cottage Food law, which have bakers in an uproar. And if this video wasn’t a clear indication of how the city of Plano feels about the newfound freedom of…
When I came in this morning, my editor asked me if I wanted to write about National Tater Tot Day. Why wouldn’t I? We’ve already blogged about National Margarita Day, Pie Day, Tequila Day, and a boatload of other bullshit holidays. Why not give people a half-ass excuse to stuff…
The Super Bowl is coming, which means everyone must think about, write about, talk about and prepare for the egregious consumption of chicken wings. It’s a damn shame because most of the wings consumed during the big game will totally blow. I blame these guys for fucking up chicken wings…
There’s a large glass container filled with matchbooks in my apartment. Actually they’re in a big Ziploc bag because I’m too lazy to unpack them, but I used to have them out in a big glass bowl on a table in my living room. I’d use them like most people…
