September 1979 Issue

Honey, You’re Still Driving Me Crazy

Wise up: that insipid supermarket sugar-water you’ve been putting on your toast isn’t honey. The real stuff—Texas honey—is as full-bodied and distinctive as the nectars that go into it.

Easy Money

Faster than a speeding Master Charge, funkier than a garage sale, able to leap bad credit ratings at a single bound. Look, up at the sign! It’s a bank! It’s a store! It’s—Super Pawn!

The Promised Land

Two men from Mexico inherit the legacy of all immigrants—grueling labor, low pay, and a bleak existence on the edge of the American dream.

The Test Teachers Can’t Pass

Last year half of Dallas’ new teachers failed a standard test on general knowledge that was a piece of cake compared to what we once expected teachers to know.

The Non-Conformist

Meet one very talented teacher, who, since he hadn’t ingested the required amount of educational gobbledygook, lost his job.

Football Heroes

The best part of Texas high school football is that it’s the biggest thing in town—and still only a game.

The Beautiful and the Damned

Town and Country magazine came to Texas to record our sophistication, wealth, and savoir faire—and all hell broke loose.

Another Roadside Attraction

Houston National Bank’s ìLarger Canvas Twoî takes it to the streets.

Mexican Mystery Tour

Charles Portis’ new novel belongs to the tradition of great frontier yarns, but this time the young man goes south.

Behind the Lines

Waltzing across Texas.

Hearts and Minds

Welcome to Dallas’ first Baptist, the largest Baptist church in the world, with a pastor and a service to match; a more modest path to religious enlightenment leads you to Houston’s Emerson Unitarian.

Unfancy Dancer

Some have said that life is a dance, and Deborah Hay makes you believe it.

The Truth Hurts

North Dallas Forty scores but misses the extra point, Dracula bites off more than it can chew, and Peppermint Soda recalls with accuracy the bittersweet days of adolescence.

Requiem for a Heavyweight

Charles Mingus was a great jazz musician with a sharp mind, an impeccable sense of rhythm, and a mighty powerful fist.

Up the Creek

Everyone in Austin loves sparkling Barton Creek—especially the developers.

Dust Off Your Blue Suede Shoes

Then grab your platters and step into the golden era of rock ën’ roll.

Hooping It Up

Pickup basketball is not a pastime for the lily-livered or the lackadaisical.

Texas Monthly Reporter

B-a-a-d government meddling irks Texas goat and sheep raisers; something’s rotten in Rotterdam, and it’s driving up oil prices; and the world’s best gymnasts are coming to Cowtown.

The Inside Story

Photo jock; teacher’s pest.

Roar of the Crowd

State Secrets

Not-so-little leaguer finds fountain of youth; schools have to test and tell whether Johnny can’t read; Houston’s new shingle ordinance tries to lock the barn door.

Touts

To bid or not to bid; aye, there’s the rub.

By Patricia Sharpe

Patricia Sharpe

Patricia Sharpe writes a regular restaurant column, Pat’s Pick, for Texas Monthly.

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