While interviewing Tracy Miller for last week’s review, the chef at Local told me a little about her new, still unnamed venture, slated for a storefront at 2912 Elm, two doors down from the fine-dining spot she opened in 2003. Miller is still working out the menu details, but the…
“I’ll have the omelet please, and black coffee,” I told my waiter. I was researching Dallas’ best breakfasts and hoped a luxury hotel version from the Mansion on Turtle Creek would make the cut. My waiter asked what kind of filling I wanted with my eggs, and I responded that…
Jonathon’s Oak Cliff continues to generate buzz. Just as Eater almost awarded Jonathon Erdeljac chef of the year, November’s issue of Food & Wine featured the casual restaurant’s “Beer-and-Cheddar Soup.” I called Jonathon’s wife Christine and asked her how the restaurant came to be featured in the glossy magazine. “I…
Pat Robertson never ate mac and cheese at his Thanksgiving dinner, and after scratching my head deep in thought for the last three seconds, I’m pretty sure that I haven’t either. But Robertson’s question of the dish as a Thanksgiving staple (“Is that a black thing?”) along with the commentator’s…
Del Frisco’s Grille opened this weekend in Uptown. The restaurant sits next to Private Social, in the same building, for a fine-dining one-two punch. The menu at each restaurant is different, and so is the look and feel, but they’re still going to compete for the neighborhood’s high-end discretionary spending…
Men’s Health magazine has set out to find the nation’s most manly restaurant. Their website listed a seemingly arbitrary selection of eateries around the country and asked what makes for many eating. Must a manly restaurant mean mass amounts of prime-cut protein? Must it have a selection of esoteric craft…
News broke last week that RedFork, the flailing gastro pub in Knox Henderson, has closed to undergo renovations. It will apparently re-open sometime early next year with a new menu and a new look — “a neighborhood bar where you can watch the game and get a plate of food,”…
The big dance may be over, but Thanksgiving lives on inside our refrigerators. Leftover turkey and sides revisit us for days after the holiday — lingering in Tupperware, covered in foil and wrapped in plastic, until that 5-day-old turkey funk reaches out from our fridge to punch us in the…
The locavores in Dallas have always had it tough. While Tom Spicer may be pushing the envelope of urban gardening, and farms outside of Dallas deliver great product, their offering can’t be described as a bounty. Local game is plentiful, but produce availability can be a challenge…
Local, the sleek little restaurant in Deep Ellum, opened late in the winter of 2003. It was met with tempered praise from this newspaper, which lauded the elevated simplicity of chef-owner Tracy Miller’s modern American cooking, touting her brilliance with fish and gently spooning other praise on a “restaurant unsullied…
I’m definitely too old for this, but it’s hard to shake the temptation. While the phenomenon doesn’t seem quite as prominent in Dallas, Black Wednesday has become a steadfast tradition across the country. It’s easy to understand how it got started. College kids home for the holiday finally have a…
Before brunch, there was breakfast: an honest, no-frills meal that started the day at home, or at the diner, or, if you were lucky, at the taqueria around the corner. While brunch is all about the hangover cures, sobriety cures and wondering which J Crew shirt to wear, breakfast is…
Navigating Dallas’ best mac and cheese dishes was hard work. (Editor’s note: He’s a food critic. It’s all relative.) Any dish that leverages an ingredient as great as cheese sufficiently to put it in the title is usually going to be decent, and many of the versions I tried were…
The City Tavern is quite direct. “These ain’t poppers,” the menu states of their stuffed jalapeños, arguing that chicken and spices added to the mix of typical cheese makes for an elevated bar snack. And they’re right. The level of attention they’re paying to a seemingly mundane deep-fried appetizer has…
Want a devastatingly good burger? (Of course you do.) First read this, which teases out literary meat porn over five pages. The article focuses on a New York City meat supplier that provides many of Manhattan’s greatest burgers. It’s great stuff, and re-reading it this morning has solidified my dinner…
It’s getting cold out — cold enough to make Thanksgiving seem welcome, but maybe not cold enough for mulled wine on the stove — yet. This week we checked out SWIG, a trendy bar-restaurant on Henderson with a cool bar and ho-hum food. I still think the place warrants a…
Our love of mac and cheese is a deep-rooted affair, grown from a seed planted by our parents with a blue box and neon orange cheese powder. Velveeta upped the pre-fab ante, boxing up cheap pasta with a foil pouch of pre-melted cheese food product that introduced us to a…
Coal Vines: so cliché, with that portrait of a young Frank Sinatra hung beside the bar, his face gazing upward. You might wonder if the moon’s in his eyes, though that’s another another artist that’s equally as shopworn in New York Style Pizza joints. And here that cheesy tune is…
Seven days. I’ve got seven days till the greatest holiday of all time commences, and I haven’t done a thing to prepare. Once an avid home cook, I’ve prepared, no exaggeration, one meal since I moved here in July. A bowl of steel cut oatmeal, laced with sweet Texas honey…
I’m wary of promoting too many events, since they often suck. But this one caught my eye, especially if you have little ones who enjoy fancy dining and nothing on your docket. Kids ought to know that hamburgers don’t come from from Styrofoam trays covered in plastic wrap, but from…
You may remember this bowl of greens. I blogged about SWIG’s namesake salad just after they opened in the old Park space on Henderson. I had just finished reviewing Tillman’s Roadhouse and was filled to the gills with chicken-fried steak. I was also in the midst of research for Dallas’…
The sun just set on SWIG, the new bar and grill at the heart of Henderson Avenue, and a pair of valets are already hard at work, cramming cars in the small parking lot that runs alongside the restaurant. Inside, customers sip on craft and import beers, wine by the…
