This Week In Food Blogs: Torchy's Second Spot in the Heights and Auto-Cannibalism
Arbitrary Criticism: Go ahead and start the Wednesday with a laugh: Catherine Martin visits Joe's Crab Shack in Kemah, where she "immediately fell in love." Why? "Do you know what they have in the middle of the tables there? Buckets for you to put your trash in. Just sunk into the table." That's why.
Photo by Disko Joe, courtesy of our Flickr pool The crew of burger truck Flaming Patties.
Eater Houston: Ever wondered what it's like to work the busy, dining room-facing line at Underbelly, where everyone in the room can watch you either succeed or fail each night? Eater writer Rachel Brill took on the task last week with sous chef Lyle Bento and reported on her entire experience, even down to the shotgunning of Southern Star Bombshell Blonde that occurs at the end of each night's service.
Urban Swank: With Brennan's so close to my home and office, I sometimes forget that its sister restaurant -- Bistro Alex -- is equally good, albeit in very different ways from its prim and proper older sister. Luckily, the girls at Urban Swank are here to jog my memory. (The terrific photos help, too.)
He8, She8: Oxheart is on everyone's radar these days -- but not everyone feels as strongly about the veggie-heavy menu as I do. He8, She8 gave the restaurant an 8 out of 10, citing dishes such as a Gulf hake stew that "was supposed to feature the fish, but it really was more like a barley stew. The entire dish was a little too salty."
The Heights Life: 19th Street in the Heights is about to get a lot busier, as Torchy's Tacos " target="_blank">plans to open in the old Harold's space across from M Gallery and Carter & Cooley. The Heights Life is unsure about the new tenant in the beloved old building, asking: "What about the signs? Those red signs, that retro font, iconic in the neighborhood... Where do they go?"
Dude, You Going To Eat That?: Ending the week on a thoroughly disturbing note, Dr. Ricky proposes a dual use for the tiny fish -- doctor fish, which have been banned here in Texas -- that feast on your feet's dead skin: frying and eating the fish afterward. "It can be like auto cannibalism by proxy," he suggests.
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