West Texas

On one’s first trip to Marfa, the tour of Chinati is revelatory enough that you don’t get too annoyed by the restrictions. On one’s second trip to Marfa, the fact that you’re shepherded out of Judd’s masterpiece so that you can spend 15 minutes bored by Ilya Kabakov borders on the criminal.

Also, the steaks at the Gage Hotel are very good — but they’re corn-fed beef from Wisconsin or thereabouts. What happens to the West Texas cattle? Where can I get me some of those steaks?

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