Texas Monthly May 2021

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SIMONE BILES ON THE OUTRAGEOUS VAULT SHE MIGHT TRY IN TOKYO The most decorated gymnast in U.S. history intends to retire from competition after the Olympic Games in late July. Dvora Meyers speaks with Biles, who lives and trains in Spring, about the postponed Olympics, the radical new skill the athlete’s been working on, and learning to be vocal about one’s political beliefs. THEY JUST MOVED INTO AN AUSTIN NEIGHBORHOOD. NOW THEY WANT TO END ONE OF ITS TRADITIONS. Car clubs have gathered for decades at Fiesta Gardens—or Chicano Park, as locals call it—in the East Cesar Chavez neighborhood. But as Peter Holley reports, residents of a new luxury apartment building there are calling the police to stop them. INSIDE THE RED-HOT RISE OF CHILITO CANDY These sweets, also called dulces enchilados, have been making…

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the larry i knew

In 1970, when I was in junior high school and living in Wichita Falls, I rode one afternoon with a friend and his older brother to Archer City, a town located 25 miles away. At the time, Peter Bogdanovich was shooting a movie called The Last Picture Show, about teenagers trying to find happiness in a desolate Texas town. Rumor had it that one of the actresses in the film, Cybill Shepherd, was going to be filming a nude scene that day. My friend’s older brother told us we had to be there. ¶ When we arrived in Archer City, the three of us gathered with other onlookers at the end of the street. We watched as the film crew moved equipment from one building to another. For the next…

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crisis manager

For the past year, executive editor Kathy Blackwell has deftly guided our coverage of two industries in crisis: travel and dining. She and her team have chronicled the pain and destruction that COVID-19 has wreaked on the employees and owners of Texas’s hospitality companies—as well as the innovative ways those businesses have found to safely serve their customers. Kathy and company have mirrored that creativity in their journalism. They’ve focused much of Texas Monthly’s food writing on the tastiest takeout dishes, including in our statewide survey of the best new restaurants in the March issue. And they’ve highlighted some of the most-appealing, COVID-safe, outdoor-oriented getaways within reasonable driving distance, including in this month’s cover package on road trips to our neighboring states. “This is how lots of Texans want to travel…

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roar of the crowd

“I COULDN’T WAIT … TO INTRODUCE HANK TO OUR EIGHT-YEAR-OLD GRANDSON…. HE TOO LIVES IN A RURAL AREA … AND CAN IDENTIFY WITH THE STORIES OF RATTLESNAKES, MISSING CHICKENS, AND OTHER HARD FORCES OF NATURE.” Hanks for Everything I have read many an author’s profile in my day, but [Christian Wallace’s] story about John Erickson [“King of the Canine Canon,” March 2021] has to be one of the most moving and respectful pieces of the kind I’ve ever read. Thirty years or so ago, I met John—only once—at a San Angelo writing conference, and he struck me as a true, authentic Texan, very touching, very honorable. And his work that he shared, one of the early Hank books, made all of us laugh and cry in a single session, and I remember thinking,…

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muses at the zoo

In the elephant barn at the Houston Zoo, a flock of swallows stitched the high rafters, while below, several more pecked at puddles of water between the feet of three pachyderms waiting for their morning feeding and bath. The muggy summer air was pungent with the smell of manure and wet hay. Along one wall sat plastic buckets filled with thick chunks of carrots and turnips. In this cavernous space, closed to the public, I focused on a young elephant called Tupelo—or “Tupe,” to her handlers. With the help of two zookeepers, I was about to assist with her bath. Using a wooden brush, I carefully drew soapy circles against Tupelo’s sturdy body; the stiff hairs that stippled the ridge of her back felt coarse under my fingertips. As she…

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in the limelight

In the cantina the cocktail servers were adjusting their sequined miniskirts, while waitresses in black lace-up vests, gaucho pants, and tall boots chatted and laughed in the simulated moonlight of the dining room. A gregarious young man named Mariano Martinez rushed around in white leather bell-bottoms, setting out bottles of tequila and fresh limes. The date was May 7, 1971, and it was opening night of the much-anticipated Mariano’s Mexican Cuisine, in the tony Old Town shopping center of Dallas. At five o’clock, the doors swung open, and the crowd surged in and immediately started ordering frozen margaritas. In less than two hours, everything had gone straight to hell. It wasn’t that everyone was drunk, but it did have to do with the margaritas. The first round was great, but pretty…