Mediterranean Imports and Deli, 5620 N. May Ave., is an old-school delicatessen that, for well over 30 years now, has managed to become a true Oklahoma City landmark, one that my old high school...
Anytime I’ve been to the movie theatre at NorthPark Mall, in every single one of its many incarnations, it has never really been all that busy. Many times, I’d be in a theatre alone with just my...
This past weekend, a whole history of Indigenous oppression was in my face when I visited Rush Springs for their annual Watermelon Festival. Their high school’s mascot is the Redskins, a term that...
When dining in the small farming community of Rush Springs, you’re kind of limited on what there is to eat around there. Not too far from the Watermelon Festival, on Blakely Street, you’ve...
If you’re an Oklahoman, chances are at least once in your life you’ve made the short jaunt to the town of Rush Springs for their world-famous Watermelon Festival; it’s an Okie rite-of-passage...
Over the past year or so, two long-standing Mexican joints along May Avenue—San Marcos and Chelino’s—shut their doors for good and, rather quickly, were replaced by a pair of somewhat similar...
Having eaten at numerous themed restaurants for many passable years of my life, I’ve come to realize there are typically two types of nostalgia-based eateries: the sterile corporate kind with...
I was always envious of those kids who had parents that would help them with their school fundraisers; mom and dad would happily take the order form to work and guilt various coworkers to plunk down...
It seems, as of late, Oklahoma has had a pretty bad run of pop-culture conventions; either they’re too cheap, too last-minute or too unsure of exactly what it is that they’re supposed to be...
While less-woke persons were busy planning to storm Area 51, many people from groups such as Dream Action Oklahoma, Tsuru for Solidarity, American Indian Movement, and Black Lives Matter, to name a...
At first, I was mildly disappointed that Bob’s Pig Shop, 829 N. Ash in Pauls Valley, was not a place to buy pigs and/or clothes for them; but, as I took a gander at my surroundings, that would soon...
When I was around eight years old or so, in a fit of unquestioned rage, my father kicked over a selection of G.I. Joes I had been collecting for a few years, breaking many of their rubber-band spines...
It was an overly sultry afternoon when I walked into the Red Rooster, 3100 N. Walker Ave., last Wednesday, my shirt already sticking to my back. I figured I would at least be momentarily cooled down...
I’m guessing the peaches in Stratford have to be pretty darn good to bring a couple thousand people out in the 100-plus degree heat this past Saturday, including me. Now, to be honest, I have never...
Having recently closed this year’s very successful Tenth Annual Native American New Play Festival, the newly formed Oklahoma Indigenous Theatre Company are more than ready to produce not only plays...
I like to take pride in the fact that I have not been to a single Chinese buffet for a mass gorging in well over a year but, if I’m being honest here, there are plenty of times when I seriously do...
As the Oklahoma summer sun continues to boil and bake our hottest of days away, when I was walking in it recently—not heel to toe, mind you—every skin-searing beam took me back to the summer of...
Last month, while attending a TLO group outing at an Energy FC match, our delightful, behind-the-scenes wonder Beth mentioned her long-term veganism and how Tucker’s, the whimsical onion burger...
As I sashayed on the boardwalk and right into Diamond Dawgs, 753 Asp Ave. in Norman, I was about to yell, to no one in particular, “This ain’t hot dogs…this is genocide!” but quickly caught...
As much as I, for the most part, appreciate my acquaintances in the comic industry, it’s sometimes hard to be around them because, invariably, their worship of white-bread colonialism always will...
We’re gonna have a Seafood Party tonight…alright! We’re gonna have a seafood boil alright…tonight! With the most hardcore of apologies to Mr. Ginn, if one were to whole-heartedly stage a...
Showing up to the Arenas Sports Center, 1110 N.W. 2nd, a bit early, I walked over to the recently put-together wrestling ring, running my fingers along the dark mat; somewhat smaller than on...
While searching for photos of the much-missed Kaleidoscope Video, I asked an old employee, Paula, if she had any. She told me she didn’t and neither did any of her old coworkers, adding that the...
Just sit right back and you’ll hear a tale of a wanton paradise, a landlocked dive called Margarita Island, way down on 8139 N.W. 10th. Motorcycles line the parking lot out front, while surfer art...
Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of Heaven belongs to such as these.” – Matthew 19:14 I was born into two worlds, the Indigenous and...
