The meal train in Midland isn’t just a gift - it’s an art.
New Englander at heart. New Yorker in spirit. Texan by happenstance.
New Englander at heart. New Yorker in spirit. Texan by happenstance.
Life can feel as monumental in a small town as it can feel infinitesimal in a big city.
Sometimes we become so intent on writing our own stories, we forget they’re just that – ours.
In my dreams, New York is just as I left her, but in my heart, I know she is not.
I think about how far we are from New York, how unfamiliar I remain with my own country, and how this must be what people in New York picture when I tell them where I live.
In a town that changes between morning and noon, The Bar has stood for 40 years.
American-Mexican fusion takes on a whole new meaning at Midland’s Taco DiVino.
When I meet people who are unfamiliar with Midland, Texas, there are three things I mention: Oil & Gas, Friday Night Lights and Trevor Stoltz.
The irony is not lost on me that between New York and Midland, this is the one known as the ‘Tall City.’
There are two things as a New Yorker you don’t have to justify to other New Yorkers - what you’re doing there and why you don’t have a car.
