D Magazine November 2006

For years, I’d been telling people I had run the Dallas White Rock Marathon. But really it was either the 13.1-mile half-marathon or the five-person relay. Last year, I did the full 26.2 miles. I would become a real marathoner—or die trying. Turns out, thse are not mutually exclusive outcomes.  

Hoist a rum punch, jump on a bike, and enjoy the ride at Jumby Bay Resort.

Mark Cuban is known for attention-grabbing antics. But with Sharesleuth.com, he’s exploiting an SEC loophole and violating the first rule of journalism. (And he could do some real damage).

Smoke cigarettes if you must. But throw your butts into the street, and I’ll be all over your ash.

When his son Esteban went missing, Bill Salazar put his life on hold. Four years later, after a long and tedious battle with the Garland Police Department, which declared his son had committed suicide, he’s still looking for answers.

Hot accessories for cool dudes and a local scarf-weaving maven.

Boys, it’s time to play with plaid, fall’s most popular print.

They can dampen economic activity. But when a city uses tax revenue to invest, it can increase economic activity—and lower taxes.

DCAD seemingly makes up tax laws as it goes; Harry Winston opens a Highland Park storefront on the strength of one savvy saleswoman; and down with Metroplex. PLUS: Who knew Lindsay Lohan’s kid sister could sing?

The former Plano Tortilla Factory & Cafe now has a lively scene along with Tex-Mex food.

Brio is no more Tuscany than Southlake Town Center is Manhattan, but it is at least superior to standard suburban sprawl.

This Richardson gem goes beyond the egg roll.

This little sushi spot fits right into the Knox-Henderson neighborhood, with its trendy Asian-fusion menu.

Chef-owner Joseph Maher drives in from Southlake every day to create and serve an always-changing menu. The neighborhood thanks him.

This Centrum restaurant is still a scene, thanks to celebrity diners (Hulk Hogan!) and the show at the sushi bar.

The Grill on the Alley takes on Steakville, and, with quiet competence, rises to the challenge.

In 1984, Carl Cornelius opened his truck stop. With a little help from his famous buddy, Cornelius intends to save the world, one trucker at a time.

It’s open late night—and it’s Japanese without sushi.

If it’s Tofurky you want this Thanksgiving, head to Spiral Diner.

Theatre Three’s Jac Alder has a tricky task: how to stage a beautiful play about a wonderfully bad opera singer. PLUS: SMU’s Claudia Stephens designs costumes fit for a fashion designer.