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Jerry World Goes Purple

The thought of going to Jerry Jones’ overly expensive monument to himself was never within my realm of possibilities. Every time I drive through...

Buffalo Bros. Transcends Wings

In the summer of 2001, I made my initial foray into the bar biz at a New Orleans-themed “tavern and daiquiri bar” or, if...

Skeeving Down Unda

Just to let you know, this is another column about the White Elephant and Lola’s Saloon. I know I write about both of these...

A Capital Idea

Ever been to the Capital Bar? I mean, you probably have — it’s been open for almost a year, and from what I’ve seen,...

Blarney Baloney at Delaney’s

What do you get when you combine baloney Irishness, deep-stained oak, shitty service, and a bar that reeks a little? If you answered, “The...

Finn MacCool’s Expands

Have you been by Finn MacCool’s lately? Well, hurry it up, and when you go, be sure to say something nice about the bar’s...

Bright Lights, Big Rooster

I forget where we started out, but we ended up going to The Wild Rooster Bar, a relatively new joint on that little peninsula...

Inauthenticity Is the Real Deal

Is there such a thing as an authentic bar? A bar totally devoid of pretense? Because, after all, the best bars (The Chat Room,...

Zen and the All-Star

There are nights when I get drunk, and there are nights when I have a drink. In the case of the latter, I find...

Die With Your Boots On

Monday morning, I woke up on the couch in a torso-shaped puddle of sweat. It was one of those moments when I briefly wondered...