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Angel Dust at Bass Hall

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Life’s Too Short to Live in Dallas

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Last Call

Last Call

He Shoots, He … Scores?

I can pinpoint the exact moment when, as an unreasonably angsty teenager, I turned my back on pro sports. It was 1994. Deion “Prime...

Big Balls in Cowtown

Ever open up a local magazine or newspaper, glance at the society photos, and wonder, Who the hell are these people? Because I sure...

A Man and a Dog Walk into a Bar

About halfway through football season, when I caught on that the 49ers were moving out of a decade of bad coaching and worse ownership...

Say Yes to NOS Bar

Say what you want about the south side of West 7th Street. At least Fred’s is there. While you hear about the shiny shops...

Volcanos: No Carpet

A couple years ago, I set out for the Mid-Cities in search of this fabled bar called Volcanos Sports Bar & Grill. I’d heard...

Upward to The Cellar

One night, probably two or three years ago, I was leaning into the railing around The Moon’s porch, about four whiskeys deep into a...

Louie Lou-way

Here’s a funny story about my trip to Bar Louie a couple weeks ago, when the Fort Worth location of the national chain kicked...

Tommy’s: Nobody’s Fool

Last week I wrote about a failed attempt to drink in Grand Prairie, in which I pulled a buzz from the jaws of defeat...

Big Ol’ Diamond Jim’s

For whatever reason the other night, I had the mystical ville of Grand Prairie on my mind, because I was heading east on I-30...

Stand by Zio Carlo?

As I write this, Zio Carlo Brew Pub is still trying to recover from some bad press. By now you know about owner Carlo...