Road Foodie

Some people drive simply to arrive.

Marfa’s in the Rear-View

Posted By on March 16, 2009

On my last day in Marfa, the town is hopping. It’s spring break: people and babies are everywhere in evidence. There’s an exhibit at Marfa Ballroom, the sheriff is grilling out east of town at the stables, then there’s music behind the old bowling lanes, and a wedding has taken over the Hotel Paisano. Plus, […]

Nobody Chats Like a Cowboy

Posted By on March 9, 2009

Fort Davis. About 2 miles (as the crow flies). As a kid, I rode every summer up at a most excellent camp in the High Sierras. We cantered, galloped, learned to do an emergency dismount from a gallop, and just generally felt at home on the back of a horse. During my marriage-related 7-year sojourn […]