We always have a great time talking about new dishes being served at stadiums around the Metroplex. One of the central themes is the innovation shown by the chefs for these teams.

Kid Rock is teaching us all a lesson about taking risks and embracing our differences. He came to Arlington this week to announce he's starting a rodeo that'll coincide with the PBR World Finals in May.

I went to AT&T Stadium Sunday for the announcement of match assignments for the 2026 World Cup.

We all have beloved Thanksgiving traditions. I, for instance, wander into AT&T Stadium and help myself to some dinner.

A couple times a year, Jerry Jones demands I come by AT&T Stadium and feast from his cornucopia of new dishes. And by "Jerry Jones," I mean, "Legends, the concessions company he and the New York Yankees own," and by "demands," I mean, "allows."

After last week's expose on charcuterie boards, an associate suggested my description of the goat cheese-wonton-honey trifecta was a bit off. Instead of finding a way to work the term, "insouciance," into descriptions of foods, he suggested I start using "mouthfeel."

Loyal Scaiaholics will recall how my associates and I had plotted out an epic road trip to take in this year's Pendleton Round-Up in SuperOregon.