Still smarting from the whupping Ted Cruz gave him in the 2012 Republican primary for the U.S. Senate, David Dewhurst kicked off 2013 with the unpleasant news that his longtime adviser Buddy Barfield had allegedly embezzled as much as $2.3 million from his campaign coffers.
In science, breakthroughs aren’t primarily driven by pasty professionals in sanitized lab coats. The history of scientific discovery is full of dedicated amateurs. And kooks. And those who are a little bit of both.
It’s not easy to reinvent a classic. Yet that’s exactly what the Spicewood-based Kyle Bunting did in 2001, when he put ribbons of black cowhide together in a herringbone pattern to create a rug that was geometric and chic, the antithesis of the earthy, amorphous cowhide rugs everyone was familiar with. Though this was his first foray into hide decor, he wasn’t a total outsider. “My father had done some stuff with cowhide when I was a kid,” he says.
Our goal has always been to take over the world.”
Our December issue took aim at chili, the state dish of Texas, with a screed by Paul Burka denouncing the stuff and proclaiming it to be unworthy of its title. The jeremiad, which reprised a sentiment first voiced by Burka in a 1978 cover story titled “I Still Hate Chili,” elicited a number of vehement protestations, the most serious of which, from Jim Ezell, the president of the Chili Appreciation Society International, is printed below. Though we have a great deal of respect for Mr.
Q: My seventeen-year-old son wants to go camping with his sixteen-year-old girlfriend and another couple at his girlfriend’s parents’ ranch, in Kerrville. I’m going to let him go because all the other parents have signed off on it, but in my heart of hearts I know it’s not a good idea. Should I have said no, or am I being too old-fashioned?
Menger Bar, Menger Hotel, San Antonio
If anyone deserves a drink, it’s the traveler. Which is why the hotel bar is such an important amenity. It’s the place where, weary from her journey, a wandering soul marks the end of her drive/flight/walk from the office and toasts her impending vacation/sabbatical/happy hour. At a hotel bar anything can happen. You might wind up in conversation with someone you don’t know, someone from another town, another state, another world.
J. C. Penney is the stuff of American business legend. Founded more than a century ago in a small Wyoming town by a man with a name tailor-made for retail—James Cash Penney—it built a reputation for quality and value, weathering the Great Depression and becoming one of the country’s preeminent department stores. The chain, which relocated to Plano in 1992, is the largest Texas-based retailer in the country. It has 1,100 stores nationwide, $13 billion in annual sales, and 116,000 employees.
The building squats in an unprepossessing part of Houston adjacent to Loop 610, on a sea of asphalt parking lots, between a hulking, nondescript football stadium and a sprawling, nondescript exhibition hall.