Welcome back to the weekly roundup here at Eating Our Words, where THE SPICE MUST FLOW. We started the week off by getting some terrible tapas in the Arcade Fire's least-favorite Houston suburb, the Woodlands. We had better luck sampling some African food, although we're pretty easy to win over when served with a big, mushy ball of dough.
We caught Anthony Bourdain's routine Monday night at Jones Hall, the key word being "routine." Still, he had a better time of it than Brad Bailey's had lately. We sorely regret not having been in the office for what was surely another epic installment of our favorite Houston Press performance series, Craig Malisow on the Phone.
You can get some Chicago-style beef around town, if you're willing to drive out to Stafford. Say hi to our old boss from when we worked with a 3rd-party communications company, but be careful: she startles easily.
Some hippie stuff isn't total bullshit. Other hippie stuff... mega-ultra-mondo bullshit. You know a "science" has to be good if it was invented when George Washington was still alive, right? Riiiiiight.
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Make sure to get your honey from local vendor Bee Wilde, because only Houston will continue their tireless honey production without pausing to bitch about the humidity.
Sometimes you need catfish and barbecue to hit the spot, and sometimes you just need a nice, long chat with Robb Walsh. We miss you, man.
Disillusioned by the hours-long wait for the beer steins at the Flying Saucer? Not to worry: Houston beer week will have us drinking fine beer out of all kinds of crazy crap very soon. And there's probably even an app for it.
Finally: how can you screw up something as simple as banh mi? One restaurant did in our latest Food Fight. Bourdain would have your ass in a sling for that, man.