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Wok ‘n’ roll.
Wok ‘n’ roll.
Theatre Three in Dallas went out on a limb with their production of Happy End. Oops.
Working on the Railroad Commissioner; romance on the range; another guild nipped at the Post; should Bill Clements be for sale?
Protective custody.
From Requiem for a Margarita.1/2 ounce of Triple Sec (1 tablespoon)1 ounce of fresh lime juice 1 1/2 ounces of light tequilaMaking the best margarita in town—at home—is not a matter of money. It does not depend on buying the best tequila or substituting classy Cointreau for the cheaper
And T-shirts and photos and Elvis’ dinner jacket-all at the first Dallas-Fort Worth Records Collectors’ Convention.
Can a Texas revolutionary find happiness exiled in Europe? Not when his revolution is in Mexico.
Chemical waste disposal sits are environmental time bombs-if they don’t get you know, they’ll get you later.
Tolstoy, you’re late again.
Clint Eastwood stars in a movie about a macho man with a heart of gold and a sense of humor.
“There are two things to remember about the ghetto that is Houston’s Fifth Ward. One, evil usually triumphs over good. Two, in spite of that, most of its residents retain a goodness that proves indestructible.”
Tequila, tequila, everywhere, and not a drop in your margarita.
How a bountifully talented young Texas writer based a novel on Lyndon Johnson, won high praise, and then…
Artistic director Ben Stevenson keeps Houston Ballet on its toes.
The best thing about the weather is complaining about it.
‘Twas the season to see Dallas Civic Opera.
As New Ulm went, so goes New York.
Way down up on the Suwannee River and uptown Saturday night; tracking a few Southern women.
It will be up to the 66th Legislature to solve these problems, and we’ll have to live with the solutions.
The riddle of the French explorer lies buried beneath the Gulf of Mexico, but what is it, where is it, and why, oh why, are we looking for it?
Days of vines and noses.
Why can’t grown-up theater be as good as children’s?
Pop a cork for Château UT; Fort Worth wins American Airlines from New York and “loses” it to Dallas; will Dallas’ law firms catch Houstonitis?
The difference between eleven-man and six-man football is a lot more than five men.
From Mexico with love.
From Mexico with love.
Taking it off at the last of the real burlesque joints; holy war on Austin’s Baptists; why Texas’ election system is stuck in the Dark Ages.
At last the truth about beauty salon make-overs: the new you may not be a change for the better.
Last year’s jazz records are this year’s best buys.
Tastes good.
A shameless selection of shames, shenanigans, subterfuges, spoofs, smokescreens, and saltimbancos Texans suffered through in ‘78.
Here’s how we cans share our good fortune with the rest of America.
French chefs are revolting against classical cuisine, and some of their new creations are definitely revolting.
San Antonio Symphony audiences are ready for another rendezvous with François Huybrechts.
Stone walls do not a prison make.
Old embroidery doesn’t die, it just becomes art.
Ellis prison houses 2400 dangerous criminals, and it’s the safest place to live in Texas.
With friends like these, Box’s company didn’t need enemies.
Homes for the holidays.
Alley Theater’s season opener, Scream, was about Jews and Nazis. It was also about how not to run a regional theater.
Will somebody write the Great American LBJ biography? Is Billy Clayton Texas’ Earl Butz? Will Dolph take care of his flock?
From pilot to Post.
The dark side of doing business in Saudi Arabia; an endangered mountain in El Paso; and big profits with small airplanes.
The dark side of doing business in Saudi Arabia; an endangered mountain in El Paso; and big profits with small airplanes.
The Rockefellers are coming, and J.C. Lewis thinks they’re after the American farmer.
Don’t laugh at a model railroader or call his little train a toy.
Music to live in Austin for.
Take cover.
The New York Film Festival is a movie addict’s biggest fix.
How the world’s largest corporation decides who will make it to the top—and who won’t.