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Hey, Boo-Boo
Chow, Baby fully expected to loathe Yogi’s Deli & Grill. For one thing, it’s in the heart of Chow, Baby’s least favorite part of town, the home of oblivious drivers in pointlessly large vehicles, strip malls encircled by strip malls, and presto-there’s-another-one housing developments that sprout traffic lights like ripe zits along Bryant Irvin: Yes, it’s The Erroneously Named Cityview.
For another thing, Yogi’s is at heart a bagelry. Chow, Baby, who learned to order bagels in (reverent pause) New York City, has found that doing so in these parts frequently turns into an extended Q and A session, with Chow, Baby’s oft-repeated point being that if it had wanted its fill-in-the-blank to be fill-in-the-blank, it would have blanking said so in the first blanking place. A revelation: Yogi’s did quite well. Chow, Baby actually got a not-toasted plain bagel with full-fat unflavored cream cheese (total $1.64) and minimal argument. A greater revelation: At 4pm, the bagel was fresh and hot. For that, Chow, Baby will overlook the order-taker’s “friendly” request for its name when it was the only patron in the place.
Bagels are the least of Yogi’s business. The menu gave Chow, Baby complete sensory overload. Grilled sandwiches. Deli sandwiches. Chicken sandwiches. Bagel sandwiches. Burgers. Salads. Soups. Salad and soup combos. Tacos. Good thing it was long past breakfast, or Chow, Baby would also have had to weigh a dozen omelets, migas and other Tex-Mex stylings, French toast, pancakes, blintzes... . It’s a blur after that, but when Chow, Baby came to, it was back downtown, alive, free of fender dents and full of belly. A successful expedition.
No Moo, Moo
Though Chow, Baby is a confirmed flesh eater, it’s not too chicken to try Tarrant County’s first no-animal-products-whatsoever restaurant. And so one recent noon, Chow, Baby made a beeline for Spiral Diner, recently opened in the Fort Worth Rail Market.
No dairy, no eggs, no honey? No problem. Other than personally and professionally, Chow, Baby supports veganism 100 percent, and is happy as a clam to report that Spiral Diner’s noble cuisine is not all that bad. The Luv Us Hummus wrap ($6) was particularly tahini-tasty, with gooey layers of sweet potato and hummus surrounding salad greens, steamed veggies, avocado, and cucumber. As opposed to the tortillas in Chow, Baby’s fridge, this wrapper was green because it was made with spinach. Meanwhile, Chow, Baby’s companion made a pig of herself over the spicy greens plate ($6), whose fiery peanut-coconut sauce saved collard greens and shredded carrot from the mushy depths of buckwheat soba noodles. The only beef Chow, Baby had was with the chalky, bitter-aftertasting chocolate mousse ($3.50). Hmmm — just a hop down the wooden brick path, Hot Damn! Tamales sells a nice Key lime pie. Chow, Baby, always hungry as a horse, could gobble that down until the cows come home.
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