Road Foodie

Some people drive simply to arrive.

Whatch-yew See is Whatch-yew Git

Posted By on February 26, 2009

Marfa, Texas. 0 miles. In addition to wrapping my chompers around some good grub, I like to wrap my head around the zeitgeist of a community I pass through. reader Mel Green of Los Angeles, who owns a house in Lajitas (this is near Marfa, at least in Texas terms), advised me to watch […]

To Eat and Drank in Marfa

Posted By on February 23, 2009

Marfa, Texas. 0 miles. To Drink, in Texas: * Noun, singular: Drank, as in “Could ah git a drank, here, or whuut?” * Noun, plural: Dranks, as in “Me and Merle got a few dranks down to the corner.” * Verb, present: Drank, as in “Ah ain’t gonna drank that – it’s water!” * Verb, […]

Old Media vs New Media

Posted By on February 21, 2009

Marfa, Texas. 0 miles. As I settle in, I’m finding Marfa similar in many ways to my home village of Athens, NY. There’s the complicated relationship between long-time residents and artistic newcomers, (many of the latter are absentee homeowners who’ve innocently driven up property values); the wide-spread desire to encourage more economic activity for the […]

Miles and Miles of Texas

Posted By on February 19, 2009

2.17.09 Marfa The view out of my side door might not strike everyone as romantic. From my bungalow, I can see a host of wood, stucco, and stone buildings in various states of decay, a paved road that quickly peters out into a dirt road, and lots and lots of wrinkled and antique galvanized metal […]

Into the Great Wide Open of West Texas

Posted By on February 17, 2009

2.15.09. Las Cruces to Marfa, 240 miles. Two states: New Mexico and Texas. Dining alone is something I do quite often. I prefer to dine at the bar, because even if the bartender is too busy or not the friendly type, I feel engaged with another human. I’ve never felt the need to read a […]

Cheese, Please. And a Side of Cheese.

Posted By on February 16, 2009

Valentine’s Day, Las Cruces It is simple serendipity that I find myself cooling my heels in Las Cruces for three days, not part of a comprehensive travel plan. But, since the world is my lobster, I had best set about cracking it. Last night, I was in the mood for cheese, but spent waaay too […]

The (New) Ghost Towns of the West

Posted By on February 14, 2009

Friday the 13th, Las Cruces I’ll get to last night’s dinner shortly, but first there’s something more important to cover: I set out on a 3-mile hike this morning, up Bar Canyon and Soledad Canyon, directly east of Las Cruces via University and then Dripping Springs Road. As I approached the trailhead and the dramatic, […]

Desert Dawgs

Posted By on February 13, 2009

2.12.09 Fountain Hills, AZ to Las Cruces, 406 miles; two states: Arizona and New Mexico Butter doesn’t do well as a road snack. So when I am lucky enough to hunker down at (high-school roomie) Mary’s empty vacation home east of Scottsdale for six whole nights, I immediately get me a block of the Irish […]

The Women

Posted By on February 10, 2009

2. 5.09; On the Road: Santa Monica to Scottsdale I am driving again. These are baby steps, but the fact is that I’m moving slowly and inexorably in an easterly direction. This year’s winter plan has been adjusted exponentially downward due to various issues, number one through ten being lack of wherewithal. The idea that […]

Wrong Burger in Paradise

Posted By on February 7, 2009

2.3.09 Venice Beach, CA I always order the wrong thing. This has been a vexing constant of my traveling and eating life for decades. Often, I vow to stop doing it, but that sort of resolve carries mind-boggling potential for inverse logic. Venturing down this road, I might end up second-guessing myself to the point […]