At last night’s annual Ride of Silence, thousands of bicyclists rode silently around White Rock Lake to commemorate cyclists who have died. It’s become an annual event attended by all kinds — couples on tandems, parents with children in tow, men reclined in their recumbents, even one guy with a…
For me, comfort food doesn’t necessarily mean junk food. In fact, it almost never means junk food (with the notable exception of homemade cookies, which to me don’t count as junk), but rather healthy food, easily gotten. This is precisely why my favorite haunts include Khalachandji’s and Spiral Diner. But…
It’s that time of year again, when North Texans don their polo shirts and Lacoste visors, practice those golf claps, and pretend we live in the merciful aridity of Southern California. This year’s HP Byron Nelson Championship is scheduled for Memorial Day week (ending May 24), at the Four Seasons…
Around the time the sun first peeks over the eastern horizon, Jim Christian loads his three black dogs into his silver Honda and drives a few miles to the Mockingbird Point Dog Park, a fenced enclosure of dirt and grass at the northwest tip of White Rock Lake. He’s alone…
Yesterday, in a sunlit room on the second floor of the J. Erik Jonsson Central Library, the (mostly) ladies of the Municipal Library Board did indeed vote to approve the creation of a new Dallas Public Library Foundation as a separate fund-raising entity to support Dallas’s public library system. The…
By popular demand, I headed to Pizza By Marco last week to check out the legendary vegan pizzas. The little North Dallas chain (three locations) bills itself as Dallas’ oldest true “pizzeria”–whatever that means…although keeping a restaurant open in Dallas since 1956 is saying something. On weeknights, Marco’s oldest location,…
View Larger Map If Frank and I had ever dated, our first date would have been the time he invited me to eat real, honest-to-goodness Taiwanese food in Richardson. I’ve been a Chinese-and-related food hater for most of my life, with the exception of this one vegetarian place in L.A…
(Not a fairytale. More like a Greek tragedy.) I’ve spent my fair share of time in fun non-office jobs, such as ski instructor, whitewater rafting guide, sea kayak instructor, vegetable farmer, etc. So I feel I’m qualified to make this call: An office is a truly wonderful place. For one…
At the West Dallas Chamber of Commerce’s annual “State of the West” luncheon yesterday, nearly 200 people filled a sunny room at the Lake West YMCA to hear about the future of West Dallas — and, in a keynote address by Mayor Tom Leppert, still more about the convention center…
View Larger MapNothing about Mai’s is bad. There are plenty of things that are weird, though: the racks of dog-eared issues of US Weekly and Cosmopolitan, the soft-rock instrumental remixes of “Don’t Cry for Me, Argentina” and “Take My Breath Away,” the organza curtains that barely hide the parking lot…
At last night’s meeting of the Urban Forest Advisory Committee, held deep in the bowels of City Hall, the next chapter in Dallas’s tree saga started to unfold. The short version: Article X of the Dallas City Code, which contains the city’s landscape and tree ordinances, is under revision, and…
(A Fairytale) Once upon a time, on a Friday night in a town called Dallas, Veggie Girl got confused. She thought she was Girl Drink Drunk. So she waltzed herself to a couple of happy hours and sampled their libations. But as the night wore on, Veggie Girl got hungrier…
Claudia Hernández didn’t know the house across the street from her home would become bulldozer fodder until a few minutes before it happened Saturday afternoon.”We saw people looking at the property [over the past few weeks],” Hernández said. “But we had no idea they’d do this!”Not that she’s upset. For…
In the high-ceilinged shadows of the old Pump House at White Rock Lake, Bud Melton clicks through PowerPoint slides of apartment complexes, shopping malls, even public schools. Underneath them, he explains, is a crisscrossed network of the creeks and streams that used to be part of Dallas’s landscape, long before…
It wouldn’t be the media if there weren’t a cursory reference to the recession, so here goes: Order the vegetarian Maza Tray for dinner at Food From Galilee, and your $12 will have you eating like a veggie queen (or king) for a week. Can’t beat that, especially if you’re…
April has a lot of exciting holidays: National Wear Your Pajamas to Work Day (the 16th), Hug an Australian Day (the 26th), National Spank Out Day (the 29th, and not nearly as exciting as it sounds). But the only one with a full-fledged art exhibit is DÃa de los Niños…
Don’t be alarmed by the website. To be fair, Ginger Thai actually has a really nice one, with colorful shots of curried asparagus and spring rolls. It would be downright welcoming if it didn’t read, on the “location” page, “ginger is said to treat nausea and vomiting in pregnancy.” OK,…
This week, the first major pieces Barnett Shale legislation passed the Texas Senate, allowing gas companies to place pipelines on state highways and highway rights-of-way. FWCanDo, the group of Fort Worth residents that’s been protesting gas pipelines in their neighborhoods, hopes this will mean fewer pipelines in residential areas and…
At yesterday’s farmers market set-up in Mockingbird Station, turnout was relatively small but nonetheless familiar. Brandon Pollard, a favorite at the downtown Dallas Farmers Market, wore his trademark honeybee costume, complete with wings and antennae. (See for yourself in our brief slideshow.) His wife Susan wore earrings shaped like bees…
To Dallas’ experienced vegans, Spiral Diner will seem a painfully obvious choice. But I recently met a vegan who was relatively new to Dallas and had never been to–or even heard of–Spiral Diner. This one’s for her, and for those like her, if there are any. The problem for vegans…
Robert Mapplethorpe was the flashpoint. As a young artist, he brought homoerotic photography into the world of high art, exposing an edgy underworld of gay sex and drugs that reigned in the New York City of the ’70s and ’80s. But Mapplethorpe may not have reached such heights were it…
In my family, Sunday night is Dive Night. At my stepfather’s insistence, we explore “dive” bars or restaurants so he has an excuse to eat queso and hamburgers and drink beer while my mother and I get picky with salads and nibble on fried pickles. Whether Sol’s is actually a…
