Tis the season for driving around the state visiting friends and
relatives. And we're not complaining. Last week's jaunt to Houston and
DFW took us past Woody's Smokehouse on I-45 (we're still raving about their candied
jalapenos to anyone who'll listen), and we also had time for dinner at
Houston's Strip House -- one in a swanky,
pin-up themed steak chain that serves good meat and over-the-top sides
(don't skip the potatoes fried in duck fat or the truffled creamed
spinach) -- and a drink at Warren's Inn, a much-loved downtown bar
where motherly barkeeps pour heavy in a collision of worn Craftsman and
Indistinct European Revival kitsch.
This weekend we're back in The Fort, as a friend calls it. Our first
stop: a barbecue institution, Angelo's on White Settlement Road,
which has been serving dry-rub 'cue since the late '40s. The third
generation is working the pit, and the generational torch-passing seems
to be taking -- the pork ribs are fall-off-the-bone perfect.
Angelo's is also famous for serving ice-cold schooners of beer under
rows of game trophies (we like the table under the buffalo head;
there's a relatively new alligator hide above the ordering counter --
no word on whether it came from the Trinity River) It feels like the
game room in a fraternal organization's clubhouse -- one with a liberal
membership policy. Today, we'll get our veggies and fruit at the
Zen-inducing Cafe Modern -- the New American
food is very good at the Fort Worth Modern's in-house restaurant, but
it's the view of the reflecting pond at Tadao Ando's art temple that
draws us back every time we're in town.
Got a drinking or dining recommendation? Send it our way.
I hope you're enjoying your holiday weekend, too, and that wherever
you're eating, you're enjoying the company of friends and