In the not-too-distant past, whenever I had written about the usually beloved Great State Fair of Oklahoma, it had always been about, primarily, the infamous fair food and how much of it could I...
Out among the dusty lots and vacant fields of Del City sits the visibly cost-efficient Mid-Del Taco, 4320 S.E. 15th, a run-down down-home Tex-Mex joint that’s been sitting there, doing mucho...
More times than I truly care to admit, in the past, my ever returning hunger has forced me to dine at the Salvation Army’s Red Shield Diner and Kitchen, 1001 N. Penn Ave., especially during those...
When I first heard the name Don’s Alley, it reminded me of a b-flick from the 1950s starring Robert Mitchum as a down-and-out boxer who, since taking a dive a few years back, has to work as a mob...
When it came to eating at restaurants, it was never about seeking out new and unique tastes whenever I was dining with my parents—it was always about how much food can they get and how much does it...
For nearly six months now, The Lost Ogle editor Patrick and I have been trying to find the time to score some innocuous breakfast eats together; he’s so busy with his fresh baby and I’m so busy...
Almost every evening, with my roommate’s dog in tow, I walk around my inner-city neighborhood for a while, usually ending up at the S&S Grocery on N.W. 16th and Youngs. One of the highlights of...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
People often ask me how I come across many of the wholly unique places I write about and, to be honest, I’m quite not sure…I’m mostly lucky, I guess. Like the other day, a preternatural drive...
Bypassing the tenderloin, the t-bone and even the flank, Oklahoma lawmakers recently made the ribeye the official steak of our constantly hungry state. In honor of this useless resolution, I decided...
The first time I met an Asian person—Vietnamese, to be exact—it was in 1990, when I transferred to the Classen Fifth Year Center for the last month of the school year. Having grown up in a small...
