Heidi Knapp Rinella is an award-winning journalist with more than 35 years of experience as a writer and editor at newspapers in Ohio, Florida and Nevada, and is the author of seven books. She’s been with the Review-Journal as a feature writer and food critic since October 1999.
Owners of Mexican restaurants have a particular challenge because their cuisine is so popular. Familiarity builds expectations, and if a favorite dish isn’t on the menu, customers won’t be happy. At the same time, the restaurant has to satisfy those looking for something unexpected.
Todd and Sheila Thorp of Leawood, Kansas, were taking a break for an adult beverage and a chance to sit down at their first Cowboy Christmas at the Las Vegas Convention Center.
Bruce and Eric The Bromberg Brothers deserve credit for a lot of things but one of the most notable is bringing fried chicken out of barbecue and soul-food joints and into linen-napkin restaurants.
It’s true, that thing about a rising tide lifting all boats: , and t The restaurant revolution in the tourism corridor has brought some great dining to areas outside of it.
Jamie Tran, chef/partner of The Black Sheep, has said the restaurant’s name came from her rebellious nature — even though she’s the only one of nine siblings to become a chef like her father. Mr. Tran, your daughter’s doing you proud.
Gordon Smith is looking for English muffins larger than those usually available in supermarkets, and readers know where to find them.
Mexican street corn is all the rage, and now you can get it on a hot dog.
The first thing to know about the Peppermill’s salads is that they’re huge.
With a new sushi spot or ramen room popping up on practically every corner these days, surprises can be rare, but Umami Japanese Fusion Restaurant comes through.
Mimi & Coco Bistro has one of the most attractive settings in Southern Nevada. In Montelago Village at Lake Las Vegas, it’s on the shore, with soul-soothing views of gently lapping water and zippy dragon boats.
The essence of barbecue — why it succeeds or fails — tends to be elusive, as ethereal as the smoke that creates it.
We in Las Vegas don’t need to put together hurricane boxes — and thank heavens for that — but if we did, BM Brown Bread would be a good candidate. It’s hearty, easy to store and, because it’s canned, has a long shelf life.
If you’re looking for stellar fried chicken, you want to trust a Southerner.
Merely walking into Zuma doesn’t provide much of a hint at the sort of food served there.
