Fill ’er Up at Daiquiri Daddi
I kill a lot of time driving around, and for whatever reason (nostalgia, imagined nostalgia), I gravitate to the ruins of ancient strip malls...
Any Given Sunday at Silver Leaf
I have a face that encourages men to explain things to me. Within minutes of sitting down at a typical cigar lounge, some guy...
Rodeo Tavern: Welcome
I don’t necessarily think this is a bad thing, but writing about dives makes me feel like a tourist. For starters, I don’t often...
Hair of the Dog at Cane Rosso
As an old acquaintance of mine once slurred over his congealed hollandaise sauce, “a brunch without booze is just a sad, late breakfast.” My...
Pokémon, Go!
Almost 20 years ago, when my brother Andy was 10 and I had come home for Christmas break during my sophomore year in college,...
Cali via 44Bootlegger
At some point over the last few years, the Near Southside matured. While most West 7th Street bars tacked up silly dress codes and...
Smooth Not Smoothie
I know Fort Worth has its share of mixologists and drink snobs. I assume they gather at mixology summer camp to grow beards and...
From Danny’s to Applebee’s
The good news: I’m taking a vacation from writing this thing for a couple weeks, in part because I need to give my liver...
Mac in Time
I went to another blue-collar dive in Arlington’s industrial area along Galleria Drive, north of the Six Flags Mall, or Plaza Central as it...
Smoke-Free Fort Worth Now
I don’t want to make every one of these columns about smoking cigarettes –– this’ll be the last one for a while, at least...
