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Seeing Stars at Big Apple Café

You know what would be funny? If bars that looked like they were stuck in a certain era made your appearance change accordingly. I...

Rack ’em Up, Daddy

I tend to trot out some recurring themes on an annual basis. I’m not proud of this, but at least I didn’t do another...

Finding Common Ground

Chef David Hollister had a busy 2015. Along with opening Fort Worth’s two Dagwoods craft beer-and-giant-sandwich emporiums, one near Ridgmar Mall, the other in...

The Moscato Nightmare

I can’t remember the last time I went to an Olive Garden, only that it was sometime in my mid 20s (circa the early...

Drinking the ’Burbs

The Suburbs is the only Arcade Fire album I’ve ever wanted to like, because I am fascinated by the way suburbs help shape people...

Impressive Press Café

When I drive through the Clearfork area between Bryant Irvin and Hulen, I get the suspicion that some real estate developers’ dreams from 30...

True Lettermen

It’s not that I think I’m Vlade Divac or some other famous person, but occasionally I like to drink in neighborhoods where nobody recognizes...

Passing the Bar

The other morning, I had this really balmy dream in which, after having made my way through some kind of maze (there were traps...

GloryHole

I’ll be honest. David Bowie’s death made it tough to write this column. I initially turned it into a long-winded tribute to the musician...

Moving Up to Varsity

I have one question for the Varsity Tavern: Is your mascot a bear? I think it’s his gray fur that’s throwing me off, because...