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By Jim Ayres I’m so glad the Astros made the World Series! By the time this column hits the streets, we’ll know if the Astros won it all, but the
By Jim Ayres I’m so glad the Astros made the World Series! By the time this column hits the streets, we’ll know if the Astros won it all, but the
By Jim Ayres You’ve been to Pepper Twins. I’m fairly sure of it. Most everyone I know has eaten there. I hadn’t, until recently. For a weekday lunch, I psyched
By Jim Ayres If only self-driving cars were available now. From my home, I’d set a course for a scenic cruise down Kirby Drive through River Oaks, and on to
By Jim Ayres It’s funny how a simple fact about my life can change in the blink of an eye. I started the last edition of Foodie Diaries by saying
By Jim Ayres I rarely go downtown. Pride—of course, I’m there. Otherwise, it takes a very special event to put me among the skyscrapers, where I invariably get lost. Sometimes,