Posts Tagged ‘bars’
A shot from the Whiskey Girl stage courtesy Facebook.

Whiskey Girl: All Ears

LAST CALL
If you caught last week’s Last Call, all you need to know is that I kept my sobriety train rolling all the way to Friday and that I was more than happy to leap off the wagon by the time Saturday rolled around. Good thing too....


Wired Willy’s Keeps it Classy

Last Call
Listen, I get why people like The Pour House. If you’re looking to get a really noisy, flashy drunk on, the PH is pretty much the place to be. If pressed to describe the West 7th bar/restaurant in one word, I’d use “volum...



St. Elsewhere?

Last Call
For the sake of some jokes, I spent half the morning trying to think up reasons why I don’t like St. Patrick’s Day or, as I like to call it, 24 to 96 Hours of Blarney Baloney. Truth is, I couldn’t think of any good ones, ...


Hey, You, Get Off Of Your Cloud

Steve Steward
I’ve been drinking in this town for about 10 years. I wouldn’t say I’ve been to every single watering hole, but I’ve been to a lot of them. After all this time and all those bars, the same thought crosse...



A Good Image

Last Call
A lot of lesbian, gay, and transgender people over the age of, say, 35 will tell you that bars saved their lives. Queer lounges essentially created urban LGBT communities and, from there, energized a political movement. The 196...


Grouchy

Last Call
Here’s the thing: I applaud anyone who opens a business right now, especially if the business is in booze. Economists look at the construction industry as a means of gauging the health and well-being of the nation’s...



All Roads Lead to West 7th

Last Call
Before closing about a year ago, The Pour House was a Sundance Square institution, a 13-year-old sports bar with the spirit of an inviting nightclub and a kitchen that rivaled that of a fine-dining establishment. It was with gl...


All Jacksboro’d Up

Last Call
If variety is the spice of life, then I’m-a one spicy a-meat-a-ball. Lately anyways. And as it only applies to the places where I drink. Don’t get me wrong. The bars on West 7th are great, I dig West Berry, I left m...



Spencer’s Last Fling

A veteran entrepreneur launches a Stockyards concept that’s as fresh as 1982 — but hey, it could still work.
Dan McGraw
Over lunch at the Star Café in Fort Worth’s Stockyards, Spencer Taylor is in one of his moods. He is upbeat and joking with the reporter, slyly deflecting questions about his latest project.