Because life isn't always about poppin (milk) bottles and eating deconstructed (insert annoying food item here) at a restaurant. Sometimes you got to move and there's no time for a proper sit-down meal.
Read MoreThe time had come for my child to experience some naughty Southern grub. We thought we'd start with cornmeal dough balls fried in deep fat that were legit. Like actually made in the South legit.
Read MoreSometimes it takes a child to reconnect you with that joyous sensation of discovering something new for the first time. After my son was born, determined not to give up my love of trying new restaurants and food, I decided to just bring him along for the ride. Here are my family's delicious adventures in Brooklyn and beyond, seen through the eyes of Jenson.
Welcome to First Bites where we attempt to answer all of your questions about a particular restaurant before deciding to hit the scene with your offspring. Eating out with kids can be fun (I hear you snickering) but it does take a little planning. Now that I have a child, I look for a different type of restaurant when I eat out and it pretty much boils down to how many laser-beam stares of death my family will receive when we open the door. If it is high, we usually steer clear. Let us help you avoid those stares of death. Thanks for stopping by!
