Restaurants visited: 54
The only surprise here is that a gigantic state where casual dining is defined by world-famous BBQ, steakhouses, queso, enormous chicken-fried steaks, and Tex-Mex doesn't have triple the Triple D visits of any other state. In a perfect world, there would be a Texas equivalent of Mount Rushmore with the faces of Sam Houston, Guy Fieri, Aaron Franklin, and a can of Lone Star Louie Mueller
The Fieriest bite: At Spring’s Q-Shi, Guy gets a flashback to his Tex Wasabi days with a surf & turf roll, a hunk of sushi loaded with tempura shrimp, snow crab, and avocado and topped with smoked brisket and jalapeños. Flavortown, again, proves to bring cultures together.
Restaurants visited: 58
Guy Fieri hits Florida with a regularity normally reserved for Midwestern spring breakers, hurricanes, and insane shit in the news. It makes sense, too. The weather's great for the Camaro. Old people absolutely love him. And the food offerings throughout the state represent some of Guy's favorite things, from ocean-fresh seafood to Jamaican jerk, steamed buns, and a nearly endless roster of Cuban and Mexican fare, the latter being a clear favorite, along with fried chicken and BBQ, both of which are also well represented. Even more so, Florida allows our hero to indulge in his love for big, ridiculous cities like Miami and Orlando while also getting down in some truly far-flung locations. This is the essence of Guy.
The Fieriest bite: On a recent episode, Guy found himself at gourmet fried dough emporium Mojo Donuts & Fried Chicken, which specializes in, well, donuts and fried chicken. Together. Which isn't really a new concept, but the addition of a nacho-like cheese sauce to a donut/fried chicken sandwich is some next-level funkalicious. Basically, it’s like somebody crashed an Arby’s delivery truck into a Dunkin’, shrugged, and just started selling everything in the wreckage.
Restaurants visited: 168
Flavortown is, without a doubt, somewhere in California, and it's not even close: with nearly three times as many Fieri visits than the closest competitor, Florida, the Bear Republic is also Fieri's kingdom. It makes sense. Guy lives in Santa Rosa. The state is enormous, and the road-trip capital of the country, a place where roadside shacks and off-highway diners are as essential to the culinary lifeblood as haute cuisine and Mission burritos. So where IS Flavortown? Is it in the greater Los Angeles area, where Guy's plowed into hipster pastrami in Eagle Rock, hit up some genuine Compton BBQ, and endless taco and tamales shacks? Is it among the pho and fish tacos of San Diego? Tucked amid the Latin American fare in Guy's beloved Sonoma? Underneath a coastal grill firing up some tri-tip by the marina?
Trick question. Flavortown is a state of mind. It's wherever Guy Fieri is. And it just so happens, dude's always in California.
The Fieriest bite: In Manhattan Beach, Guy comes across a series of ingredients that seem like they found themselves together via drunken Mad Lib. Wasabi mojo sauce. Kalua pig. Ham. Cheese. Monte Cristo. Eggroll. Nobody loves mashing ingredients together willy-nilly quite like Guy Fieri, and thus North End Caffe's kalua pig Monte Cristo egg roll bites represent California's Fieriest bite. "Mega, super, out-of-bounds, supercalifragilistic tender" he word-vomits upon eating the pork, then looks at the camera like he just got tased. It's magic.