We've been looking all over the Internet for our big Holiday Gift Guide. But, before we waste the 5-seconds of reader attention these blog posts actually get, we have 'just one' gift giving idea we'd like to share.
On Veterans' Day, one of my favorite nonprofits organizations, Segs4Vets, will present handicap-adapted Segways to 37 military men and women who sustained severe injuries and permanent disabilities while serving in Iraq and Afghanistan.
Every time I go to a Spurs game, I have an entirely new experience. With each visit to the AT&T Center, I mix it up. For example, I opt for the Mr. Pibb instead of the Diet Coke. I sit in the Plaza level as opposed to the Balcony level. I wear my San Antonio Spurs logo T-shirt in favor of my DeJuan Blair jersey. Basically, I’m a rebel.
Texans, even those who pay some attention to what they put in their mouths, tend to take our iconic foods for granted. The tamales, the barbacoa, the pan dulce, the sausage, the locally harvested honey…we assume it will all be there when we want it. Yet indifference inevitably takes its toll, as do both zealous health regulations and the ease and convenience of packaged foods. The fabled Chili Queens, whose last outpost was Alamo Plaza, fell prey to the fly police; only a generation ago, chicharron vendors roamed the West Side hawking their porky product.