Bottom’s Up

Don’t take it literally: the Eat Me-Drink Me exhibition opening this month at the Goss-Michael Foundation is more about whimsy and imagination than about actually ingesting anything. Take Ian Dawson’s imaginative, brightly-colored “Henri and Henrietta”–a charming, toothy pair of hippo-esque creatures perched on white blocks, their heads thrown back and…

Gleaming the Cubism

Most people know Diego Rivera for his calming depictions of earthy, wide-bodied women selling bundles of lilies, or possibly for his intricate, Hieronymus Bosch-like murals of Mexican history. (You most certainly do not know him by his full name, which is astounding: Diego Maria de la Concepcion Juan Nepomuceno Estanislao…

Veggie Girl: York St.

Veggie Girl finds vegan and vegetarian options at Dallas establishments of all kinds. The column appears Tuesdays and Thursdays. I love a good storm. So when I woke up last Thursday to howling winds and sheets of furious rain, I resisted the urge to crawl back into bed and instead…

Unleashed, No Longer a Puppy Thunderdome

With the cash-strapped city of Dallas ready to shell out more than $750,000 to build a new dog park and spruce up an old one, there’s also news concerning changes at the city’s privately owned indoor dog park. At Unleashed Indoor Dog Park, size no longer matters: Instead of dividing…

Veggie Girl: Villa-O

The first thing that drew me to Villa O was the exterior, where a line of nautically themed blue and white couches and rocking chairs wait invitingly for the odd passerby to recline and stay awhile. (This, of course, was before today’s storm-of-biblical-proportions rolled in.) Assuming I couldn’t eat the…

Big Johnson

Decades before Michelle Obama took a trowel to the White House lawn, Lady Bird Johnson was heading up the beautify-the-world campaign by planting flowers and preserving wild spaces all over the country. And long before Bush 43 started mysteriously vanishing from the White House to do whatever it is that…

Vino Cookout

Cork is that lovely little wine place in the West Village that’s pioneering the new genre of recession chic–hobnobbing high-style without spending more than a few dollars to taste the best French and Spanish wines–but on Saturday, Cork expands its reach to aficionados of all things Deutsch. Ten dollars at…

Veggie Girl: New Start Veggie Garden

After a weekend spent swimming hazily through a NyQuil-induced fog and eating the only thing that didn’t come back up (Ak-Mak crackers), I was primed and ready for a good vegan lunch buffet–someplace where I wouldn’t have to ask any questions about ingredients or wonder whether they had really removed…

Veggie Girl: Fadi’s vs Ali Baba

In honor of our president’s ambitious trip to the Middle East this week , I’ve decided to undertake my own (and decidedly less ambitious) Middle-East-themed balancing act: ferreting out some good food from the region here in Dallas. Herewith, two of Dallas’ better Middle Eastern restaurants go head-to-head, with ratings…

George Stadium

Back in 1998, I pulled on my tight jeans and skimpiest halter top and headed out to Texas Stadium to indulge my alter ego as one of a posse of screaming high-school girls at the George Strait concert. We spent the evening shouting the words to “Blue Clear Sky” and…

Veggie Girl: Genghis Grill

Given that there are only a limited number of places that combine the all-you-can-eat-meat ethic of a Texas de Brazil-type churrascaria with the opportunity to restrict your meal to negative-calorie watery vegetables while still appearing to eat dinner, Genghis Grill–as the marriage of those two extremes–attracts the perfect mix of…

Veggie Girl: Pizza By Marco (Part Deux)

After the recent post on my not-so-great experience at Pizza By Marco, I received an e-mail from the restaurant’s owner, Frank Nuccio, who wrote that he was disappointed and offered to personally deliver a re-try. Now, I’ve written some unfavorable blogs in my day (OK…not as many as any self-respecting…

Veggie Girl: Taco Diner

Taco Diner doesn’t do a bad job. In fact, their guacamole’s downright delicious–fresh, simple, a platform for the avocado itself to shine. The staff is reasonably courteous. Our server, in fact, was happy to make me an order of veggie tacos (which aren’t on the menu). It’s not always cheap,…