I’m a 30-Year-Old Texan, and Last Night I Went to Dairy Queen for the First Time
I was born a not-Texan, but I moved here from Virginia when I was 4. On one of my first trips to Dallas in the late 1980s, I napped under my dad’s chair while he and my mom voraciously ate Tex-Mex at El Fenix. I was a Texan. And yet,…