In Italy, shopkeepers and businesses take Riposa, a rest, in mid-afternoon to recharge with an espresso and few bites of pastry. Now that Caffé Lavazza has opened in Dallas Eataly you can Riposa here, Dallas style. The all-day café opened Thursday on the lower level of Eataly, showcasing its stunning selection of Dolci, house made desserts; Paninetti, artisanal sandwiches; Contorni, sides,...Read More

Can the opening of an Italian food mecca spur a Renaissance? After this year, we could use one and the opening of Eataly, a 46,000 square-foot temple of Italian food, might launch a rebirth that will enlighten the remainder of 2020 and illuminate 2021 and beyond. From the birthplace of ballet, banking and batteries comes...Read More

  The Charles Owners, Ross See, Chas Martin and Corbin See The steady hum of much needed interpersonal connection filled the space, the occasional percussive beats of laughter punctuated the atmosphere, then quieted, leaving a brief pause for me to hear the background music. It was reopening night at The Charles after its closure on...Read More

On a chilly, grey Sunday, I was seeking warmth and heat in the form of a cozy restaurant with spicy food. I found it at Red Stix Asian Street Food. The enticing and intoxicating scents consumed me when I entered the restaurant, which was busy. A strikingly beautiful woman was bussing tables, wiping down chairs,...Read More

Opening Scene: Little Italy 1990 Like Lady and the Tramp, we sit in a cozy, slightly downscale restaurant eating big bowls of thick, cheesy ravioli treading in red marinara. Our two-top is tucked into a corner and draped with a thread-bare red and white checked tablecloth that’s gently illuminated by a scentless white candle perched...Read More

Between Pinterest boards filled with edible works of art to “Instagram-worthy” meals to “food porn,” thanks to technology, food has been objectified to the point in which many of us have practically forgotten its value.   I get it – my “phone eats first,” and I can spend 10 minutes trying to get the perfect...Read More

Let’s be honest, being stuck in Dallas during August straight-up stinks. It’s hot, sticky, mosquito-y, the pool feels like a sauna, and it’s three weeks of monotonous hell before people come back from wherever they are that isn’t Dallas. A sense of place is the feeling that captures the essence of a destination. It’s not...Read More