San Antonio, revisited

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Sea World, perhaps Six Flags, the River Walk, some big swimming pool shaped like Texas: these are the attractions the city of San Antonio keeps trying to sell me during the breaks in the Alamo-not-really-well-technically a Bowl game. They have it all wrong. The cilantro cream enchiladas and the pancakes-- that's what I'm going back for. Maybe the Alamo at 2 a.m., make it a breakfast buffet. Plus a steak and a Shiner in Gruene. Show me where I can actually get a good margarita, and I am so there.