And The Winner Is…

Sorry–it’s getting on in the afternoon. I should have started this sooner, but I’ve been working out some statistics.See, last week one of our dozen or so readers, TLS, failed to make our list of non-winners. She then vowed to sprinkle her comments with the word “cougar” until she reached…

Handle The Proof: Blended Scotch Whisky

Generally when people sit down to discuss whisky, the conversation settles around the single malts of Islay, Speyside or the rare and unique brands from Campbeltown. But the overwhelming majority of scotch whisky sold around the world consists of blends–up to 50 different malts making up a single bottle. Indeed,…

Friday’s Unverified Fact About Philadelphia

The ‘Boys venture into this series of dismal, dimly lit exits along I-95 on Sunday night. To help us all to know the King of Prussia mall city a little better…A recent government study cited Philadelphia as the city with America’s highest rate of alcoholism. In a footnote, this same…

Quesa-D-Ya’s: Hate the Name. Love the Food.

Quesa-D-Ya’s. Really, dude. That’s what you went with? Guess you assumed that Dallas folk don’t know how to spell, let alone pronounce, “quesadilla”? Probably fair. Still feels like you raped the Spanish language, though. Did you also name that damned Mooyah Burger? I hope you did. It’d be much more…

Girl Drink Drunk: Capitol Pub

It was a brisk night. Jessica and I had set out to see John Spriggins’ Paper Dolls exhibition at the South Dallas Cultural Center. We made several illegal u-turns before successfully achieving our goal (the SDCC is precariously located at a wonky intersection) and perusing the collages of women’s magazine…

7-Eleven vs Barefoot: War Of The Wines

Yesterday it came to our attention that 7-Eleven planned to introduce their own wine brand, priced at a Thunderbird-like $3.99 a bottle–that’s right, $3.99 for .75 of Chardonnay or Cabernet Sauvignon in glass with a real artificial cork. No screw-tops for wine this fancy.They call their brand Yosemite Road, as…

Veggie Guy: Madras Pavilion

May seem bizarre to some that I would compare a South Indian dinner to my Mexican grandmother’s breakfast taquitos, but that’s exactly what came to mind while chowing down on my potato-filled dosa at Madras Pavilion. Growing up, my brother Michael and I hated eggs. Still do, in fact. Whenever…

Appetite For Instruction: Taco Pizza

Recipe Demonstrated by Yolanda Perez, Ray Hernandez and Kacey Iacomini of Picasso’s Pizza and Grill When you move to a new neighborhood there are certain businesses you seek out immediately, such as a grocery store, cheap gas station, dry cleaners, liquor store and a restaurant that delivers. Often our only…

Thursday’s Unverified Fact About Philadelphia

The ‘Boys venture into this New Jersey spillover on Sunday night. To help us all to know Rocky’s city a little better…Inspired by G. Gordon Liddy, Eagles linebacker Akeem Jordan once held his hand over a crepe suzette, just to show how tough he was.**Taken from an unauthorized account of…

Pairing Off: Popcorn Shrimp

Each week, Pairing Off attempts to find just the right bottle of wine to go with ordinary food.As a kind of homage to Howard Johnson’s, I really wanted to find a box of Mrs. Paul’s breaded clams. They were a staple back in my grad school days…well, that’s probably the…

Days Gone Bite: Howard Johnson’s Fried Clams

In the ’60s and ’70s it was almost impossible to travel any distance without spotting a bright orange roof and that Simple Simon weathervane. There were close to 1,000 Howard Johnson’s restaurants back then, each of them serving 28 flavors of ice cream and platefuls of fried clams.The clams were…

On The Range: Milanesa

On The Range is a weekly exploration of the history and lore of Texas menu items.Let’s suppose a job offer landed in your lap that’s just too good to be true. The money is a significant upgrade from your present position.Only one problem: You’d have to move out of state,…

Wednesday’s Unverified Fact About Philadelphia

The ‘Boys venture into this Wilmington suburb on Sunday night. To help us all to know the cracked bell city a little better…In honor of Ben Franklin, the NFL’s Philadelphia franchise was originally known as the Turkeys. They changed their name to the Eagles in 1973 after a Thanksgiving promotion…

Dude Food: The Porch

The Porch2912 N. Henderson Ave.Dude Factor: 10, or The Stodg, on a scale of 1 (The Great Pyramid of Giza) to 10. This Dude Food is being filed from the home office, where I’m currently enjoying a productive birthday staycation. In honor of this momentous occasion (alas, the last year…

If Memory Serves: Travel Guides

If Memory Serves chronicles moments from my dining past, perhaps explaining why I’m so damn warped.I wrote the restaurant section to a travel guide while I lived in Prague–and if I could remember which one I’d advise you to stick it back on the shelf and pick up another.It wasn’t…

Veggie Guy: Kellogg’s Broke My Heart…Those Bastards

Kellogg’s just ripped my heart out, slammed it to the dirt, then proceeded to stomp the hell out of it with a seven-inch stiletto! Ok–high drama, but I’m seriously heartbroken about their recent de-veganizing of one of the best faux meat products on the market. For years, I used Kellogg’s…

Tuesday’s Unverified Fact About Philadelphia

The ‘Boys venture into this dying shipyard town on Sunday night. To help us all to know Lecherous Ben Franklin’s city a little better…Eagles reserve quarterback Michael Vick once owned an authentic Chinese restaurant in Atlanta. It closed when he decided to take a break from football.**Source: A friend of…

Top 10 Foods We Really Miss

How long has the Hershey’s bar occupied grocery shelves? It’s just a sheath of inferior chocolate, but you can pick one up just about anywhere. Meanwhile, far more interesting treats disappear from the shelves.The way we eat and our taste in foods is subject to whims, nudged by marketing campaigns,…

Short Orders: Tillman’s Roadhouse

Tillman’s Roadhouse324 W. 7th St.214-942-0988I have no idea who picks the music for Tillman’s, but the person has severe issues. I sat out on the patio, where they hide those of us who can’t find a Saturday night date, being battered by gloom, despair and longing: “Time After Time,” “It…