Showing posts with label Texas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Texas. Show all posts

Monday, October 13, 2014

State Fair of Texas - Return of the Fried Foods



Hello there!  Just before celebrating the one year anniversary of the blog, I went to the annual State Fair of Texas, one of the biggest, loudest, craziest state fairs in the country.  I actually went twice.  Once with my friends around dusk (pictured above) and just this last weekend, during the day with my family.

Thursday, September 11, 2014

Head West! Trip to El Paso

Whew!  Last week was a blur.  I spent Labor Day weekend going to El Paso, TX with my parents and sister to attend my grandfather's 80 birthday party.  I stayed a few more days while my family returned to work on Tuesday.  I finally got the chance to see more about my birthplace than in all of my visits before.  I know I look white as a lily, but I'm actually half Mexican through my mother's side.  My Hispanic heritage has taught me a few things; an extremely strong work ethic, the impulse to dance and an innate sense of rhythm, and the importance of family.  We can't always get what we want and we all must suffer from time to time, but family, whether actually related or chosen, makes life worth it. 

Enjoy!

My grandparents, dancing tenderly to the mariachi music.

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Let’s Do Dallas - Part One


If you hadn't heard, there was a tragic event last week in Austin, TX during the South by Southwest Music Festival.  You can probably find the details online.  It was so scary to hear something like that happening in Austin, of all places.  Austin is known for many, many things but it is not, in my estimation, one of those big scary cities.

I lived in Austin for two years by myself after college and I remember the bars, the coffee shops, the bats under the bridge, the Texas Chili Parlor, the breakfast tacos, the water, and of course the music.  Every time I would go back to my hometown in the Dallas – Fort Worth area, the weather would be just a little colder, and the crime reports on the news, harsher.  Dallas can be one of those scary cities.  Mention the Oak Cliff neighborhood or the JFK assassination and people visibly tighten up.

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Dallas loves Austin but Austin does not return the love.  Austin views its neighbor in the north as the very antithesis to being.  Austin is light and Dallas is dark. 

Since I've moved back, I've come to understand Dallas better.  See no one moves to Dallas for the atmosphere, the night life, the food, the life style.  In fact it repulses many, and I can definitely understand why.  People move to Dallas for job opportunity.  Plain and simple.  It brings many, many diverse people together into Dallas.  I moved back for a job.  Everyone has a story of what brought them to this place.    And you know what?  It makes the city better.



There is a way to visit Dallas that will expand your horizons, appeal to your senses, and reveal to you good, down to earth people.  Austin has live music but Dallas got soul.

When to Come –

I would definitely recommend coming during the spring or fall if possible.  Winter is usually quite mild but the summer can be a little too hot, albeit not as hot as Austin and not as humid as Houston.  Spring is our music festival and film festival season. 

The Dallas International Film Festival in April is great for film buffs. You can catch celebrities stopping in, catch great industry panels taking place in the Arts District and party in the filmmakers Lounge in Uptown and probably even see me volunteering for the transportation team, shuttling film goers to and from venues.  The program spotlights awesome documentaries, student films, animated shorts and feature length movies from Latin America, Europe, Japan, etc.



My favorite music festival in Dallas is the Homegrown Music Fest in May.  It takes place downtown, in a city park a midst all the skyscrapers.  Local acts perform and you can get the sense that Dallas truly has soul.  The line-up is usually very eclectic and included the Divine Fits, The Relatives, and the Polyphonic Spree last year.  It’s truly one of Dallas’ bests.



The Relatives

Fall is awesome for two things; Oktoberfest and THE STATE FAIR OF TEXAS! Sure you can come down for football season but the Cowboys are usually shooting themselves in the foot and none of us locals can afford tickets.  Plus, sporting events here are year round.

I covered the State Fair in my first ever post but there are so many things to see and so many things to eat.  It's basically everything that makes America great and is held annually at Fair Park, which holds a large number of beautiful Art Deco buildings.






Fall also sees not one but two popular Oktoberfests!  There is the Addison Oktoberfest, just north of Dallas, and the McKinney Oktoberfest, in a northern suburb.  Now, I know the suburbs get a negative reputation pretty much everywhere but not here.  The suburbs is where the cool people are at and we have festivals pretty much all the dang time but Oktoberfest is one of the best.  The weather is perfect, the beer is plentiful and Texans honor the extensive German heritage found all over the state.


Prost, ya'll.


I'll have more Let's Do Dallas tips soon, including where to stay, what to see and what to eat in the Big D!  

What is your opinion on Dallas?  Feel free to let me know.

Cheers!
Marg

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Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Git Yer Chili Ready!


As a child growing up in Texas, which you may or may not consider part of "The South", I remember my mom and dad making chili and cornbread for us three kids once a week.  My mom would make a huge pot of chili, my dad would make the cornbread from scratch in a cast iron skillet.  Both parents using the recipes of their mothers and grandmothers that fed them.  My parents rarely cooked together.  They had very opposite work schedules at the time and would later divorce.  They split cooking down the middle, the kids would do the dishes, but chili night was the one rare opportunity to see them work in tandem.

Chili is a tradition, a birthright even, in Texas.  I remember my mom used to drive us out to the country, about an hour and a half outside of Plano, to her friends' Chili Cook Off Tournaments.  Usually hosted at someone's trailer house and adjoining tool shed, surrounded by trees.  We'd climb out of my mom's mini van, perplexed.  We didn't have trailer parks in the suburbs.  Saw about a million kids running around with BB Guns and jumping on a trampoline.  We'd smile to one another and sprint, we didn't have a trampoline, either.  The adults would crack open cold beers as they tended to their prized pots of chili simmering away.  Come twilight, the chili was ready to eat.  Surrounded by trees, dogs without leashes, and barefoot kids,everyone would grab a seat on a picnic table, lawn chair or the bed of a pickup truck to eat.  See chili bring people together.

A few weeks ago my besties and I unwittingly participated in a  Chili Cook Off held in a high rise apartment building in the middle of downtown Dallas.  My friend lives in the apartments and as we were tromping along the 8th Floor to see her pad, we saw a commotion among her neighbors, going from floor to floor taste-testing chili cooked up by the various residents.  This time the setting was more upscale, featuring lavish artwork on the walls and more frou-frou furniture scattered about.  We were warned that the apartments weren't supposed to let non-residents in on the fun, but they would overlook it just this once.  (Ah geeze)  We tagged along tasting a little bowl of chili on each floor.  Some residents added beer, buffalo meat, or my favorite brisket.  Cornbread made with cheese were passed around.  Mini margarita popsicles were made from condensed milk and margarita mix.  Again, chili brings people together, even those that live in luxury.

I was craving some chili last night.  I know Texans aren't supposed to complain but the weather took a nosedive from the high 70's to the low 40's within an afternoon.  My allergies were back full force and one of my best friends found out she has cancer.

Damn.

I didn't make anything fancy, just your regular chili from the spice packet in the grocery aisle.  A pound of ground beef, a can of whole stewed tomatoes, and a can of kidney beans.  The secret recipe of my dad's cornbread lost when he passed away but the Jiffy boxed mix worked just fine.  I remember how my dad would take leftover cornbread and mash into a glass of warm milk for breakfast the next day.  I don't know if kids know how to do that anymore.  Make new meals from the leftovers.








The chili brought me closer to my memories.  Sometimes, that's all we need to make a bad day just a little better.

What dish are you craving on bad days?  Let me know in comments!

Marg