Posts Tagged ‘happy hour’
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Take a Lefty

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If you’re one of those people who wonders what goes on in the dilapidated dives lining East Lancaster Avenue, I’d venture to say that those places are probably far tamer than your imagination. Yes, they might look dumpy and...


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That Silverleaf Chill

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I can’t say I’ve ever been a big fan of cigars, but it’s not because there is something inherently bothersome about them to me. I’ve never minded the smell, and the care and consideration with which cigar aficionados sm...



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Kent & Co. Fires on All Cylinders

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Back in May, I made a point to belittle Kent & Co. Wines. At the time, Frank Kent Motors was wrapping up construction of its new wine bar/service depot on West Magnolia Avenue, meaning that I was, in effect, reviewing a pla...


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A Landmark Game

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I am not really a gamer, but I will forever be susceptible to the pixilated flicker of an ancient CRT screen’s silent exhortation to INSERT COIN. What this means for bars is that if you affix a drink holder to a game cabinet ...



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O’Shea’s: Tubular

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I admit it. I’ve written far too much about Applebee’s in this space, enough to make the casual observer suspect that for all the jokes and scorn I utter, I secretly love the place. This is not true. And I made a point to s...


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World Cup o’ Brew

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I could go on yet another tear about my limited understanding of soccer. (It’s played with a ball. Sometimes the outcome of a game inspires a murder.) But how many variations on “Hey, have you heard about the big soccer com...



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They Playin’ Bas-ket-baaalll

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How many Mavs fans are in this city? I ask because I recently became obsessed with Manu Ginobli’s magical passing ability, and I know that here in the land of Open Carry Rights Lunch Counter Sit-Ins, saying nice things about ...


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Don’t Waste Fuel

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I’m not gonna lie. I sometimes wish Spencer’s Corner was still around. I’m not saying I sit at home pining for the long-gone fortress of trashy fun (though I do miss ogling the walls of framed late-’70s wet t-shirt phot...



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A Proper Introduction

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I’d like to say I didn’t have a good reason for taking so long to write about Proper, the newish bar on the less trendy end of West Magnolia Avenue, but the truth is that in my first couple of visits, I really wasn’t wowe...


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J.J. Dakota’s: Cue the Moves

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I’m not terrible at pool, but I’m far enough from good that I normally stay away from any tables where players exhibit the slightest bit of competence. It’s not that I hate losing. I guess I just don’t enjoy making publ...