Tin Panther Reincarnation
I don’t know if reincarnation is real for living creatures, but for bars, it’s a phenomenon that happens all the damn time. The Wreck...
An Open Letter to Princess Birthday
Yo, drunk girl. Not you, the other one. Yes, you, with the tiara and the sash that says “PRINCESS!” on it. I see that...
Here’s a Tip …
My sweetie and I recently went to J.R. Bentley's Restaurant & Pub in Arlington, where she used to cocktail in a previous life (post-divorce,...
Huts of Chuckles
A couple of years ago, when The Moon was still around, I tried my hand at stand-up comedy. Three times, in fact. Spent my...
Shallow People
Let's talk a little about pretentiousness. At some joints, you expect it. Like at Reata Rooftop, Michael's Ancho Chile Bar, and other hoity-toity hang-outs....
Lone Star State of Mind
The recent glum weather put quite a damper on my social life and gave me a severe case of cabin fever. So I decided...
The Best Fest
In this season of festivals, none spoke to my heart more directly than El Fuerte – The 2nd Annual Fort Worth Taco Fest. Never mind...
’Tini Tour
A couple of weeks ago, around time for the high-society social event of the year, the Bank of America Colonial Golf Tournament, the ever-reliable...
Randi’s Last Resort: A Kind of Tiki
In the summer of 2013, I wrote about this place way out on Highway 80, past Doc’s Records and Vintage. Niles City Saloon was...
WXYZ’s Alpha-bar Soup
The pungent odor of nail polish lingered as my party and I exited the parking garage. Our sights set on WXYZ Bar, we stepped...
