Rangers writer Evan Grant is obsessed with Beemster cheese.

Rangers writer Evan Grant is obsessed with Beemster cheese.

Nathan Hunsinger/Staff Photographer

Nearly every day, we chat casually at The Dallas Morning News about our current pop-culture obsessions: new TV shows, drinks from cool bars, goat yoga, bullet journaling. Here's what we're obsessed with right now in Dallas. We'd love to hear your obsessions on Twitter at @guidelive.

No promises that we'll be obsessed with these for long. We reserve the right to be promiscuous with our obsessions. You should, too.

Coffee in a coconut

Ben Johnson, co-owner of Local Press + Brew and Local Moto + Provisions, pours a shot of espresso into a coconut. You need this in your life.

Ben Johnson, co-owner of Local Press + Brew and Local Moto + Provisions, pours a shot of espresso into a coconut. You need this in your life.

David Woo/Staff Photographer

Obsessed might not be a strong enough word for how much I love this “cup” of coffee. Order a Coconut Americano at Local Press + Brew in Oak Cliff and you’ll get a whole, raw coconut sitting pretty on a tiny saucer. Baristas core the coconut and splash in a shot of espresso, which cools quickly against the coconut water already in there. You get a straw for sipping the sweet, nutty drink and a spoon for scooping out the coconut meat. That guilt-free jolt of caffeine? Call it a free perk, alongside the drink’s dairy- and sugar-free qualities. The Coconut Americano is perfect for anyone doing Whole 30, though it’s perfectly delicious regardless of your dietary preferences. --Sarah Blaskovich

Local Press + Brew is located at 1605 N. Beckley Ave., Dallas.

'Game of Thrones'

There's a powerful Mother of Dragons in all of us. Just me?

There's a powerful Mother of Dragons in all of us. Just me?

Macall B. Polay/HBO

Go on, call me late to the party. It’s never been difficult to keep up with the goings on of Westeros, even without watching Game of Thrones. As a pop culture reporter, I had dabbled in a few episodes, and you bet that when Kristian Nairn, the actor who played Hodor, came to DJ the Rave of Thrones in Dallas, I knew his character’s whole life story. But it wasn’t until watching the latest, seventh season that I fell deeply in love with the series. If you’re not on board with the Mother of Dragons yet and can’t name all of the descendants of the most powerful houses in the game, I encourage you to start with Season 1. You have more than a year before the eighth and final season to get caught up, but the series is so addictive, it only took me eight weeks to burn through it. OK, now you can call me a dragon. -- Tiney Ricciardi

Betty Ringer Ice Cream

A scoop of ube atop a scoop of mango sorbet at Betty Ringer Ice Cream. 

A scoop of ube atop a scoop of mango sorbet at Betty Ringer Ice Cream. 

Tailyr Irvine/Staff Photographer

This little dessert shop in Sylvan Thirty opened in July with rainbow ombre walls, rows of soda pop bottles and a case of constantly changing flavors of delicious ice cream. Raj Masala chai, Guinness stout, ube (purple yam) and Thai tea have made appearances, but there’s usually a basic one or two, such as milk chocolate or vanilla bean, and sometimes a vegan flavor or sorbet. 

Owner Stephen Smith is now getting ready for colder weather, with new menu items to be added soon: confections such as Texas Tortugas (his take on Turtles candy) and drinking chocolate made with melted chocolate instead of powdered cocoa. I was lucky to try some of the latter during a test run, and it was rich, creamy and decadent. I’m eager to try it again -- when I come in to get my ice cream fix. Winter weather won’t keep me away. --Shannon Sutlief

Betty Ringer is located at 750 Fort Worth Ave., Dallas, in Sylvan Thirty.

Lotta Sea Lice album

Courtney Barnett and Kurt Vile and the Sea Lice

I did not want this album to happen, but it’s all we’ve listened to at our house since this collaboration between indie songwriters Courtney Barnett and Kurt Vile was released on Oct. 13. Sure, it seemed like they could work well together for a song or two, but I was skeptical an entire album could strike a balance that wasn’t too clever, too cute, too manic, too morose, too hair-in-eyes indie.

I was wrong. I get it now. The guitars are lush and richly layered, and the vocals complementary, as idiosyncratic as they are harmonious. They interact but never seem to compete. It’s the lyricism, though, that propels the album through the stratosphere. Words you’d never think could rhyme are suddenly the smartest paired phrases known to humankind. This is a whole album, a rarity in the days of quick digital downloads. It’s a fully formed meditation on art-making -- the magic and confusion of feeling conduit for an unseen creative power -- by two of the most talented songwriters working today. Catch them in Dallas on Nov. 10.  -- Brentney Hamilton  

‘Megyn Kelly Today’

Megyn Kelly, we didn't want to like your new TV show. But we do.

Megyn Kelly, we didn't want to like your new TV show. But we do.

Chad Batka/The New York Times

What is this show trying to be? In one show, host Megyn Kelly will have a phone interview with an infamous killer and then almost immediately go all sentimental with chatter about a dog or clogged arteries or a new Broadway play or somesuch. 

Is that a stand-up routine at the start of her hour? Or is she supposed to be imparting life lessons? Girl, I remember what you said about Santa Claus ... yet, I keep watching. Admittedly, I didn’t love the idea when the show was announced. But I had a glimmer of hope. Now, I keep watching to justify that gleam.

And hey, there she is dancing with Hoda Kotb. Then, she’s talking to decorated Olympian Michael Phelps. And, look, now she’s examining a controversial medical treatment. It’s as if viewers have been invited to some mad producer’s lab to watch an experiment that goes awry and causes whiplash. There’s just one question: Al Roker, is that you? -- Dawn M. Burkes

Beemster cheese

Evan Grant, George Costanza ... they're the same.

Evan Grant, George Costanza ... they're the same.

Nathan Hunsinger/Staff Photographer

George Costanza, forever my spirit animal, celebrated the Summer of George with “a block of cheese the size of a car battery.” I celebrate baseball’s end the same way, so long as the cheese is Beemster Classic. After the season, I stroll the aisles of Central Market and, in true Costanza manner, scarf down as many free samples as possible.

That’s how I stumbled across Beemster, a slightly firmer and more complex version of Gouda. Ever since, I’ve grabbed it whenever the chance arises. It’s buttery and a bit nuttery (my word) and, I swear, has a slight hint of caramel at the finish. It’s turned me into a rabid cheesemonger. Turn me loose at a gathering and I’m singing its praises over the cheese tray. Put it this way: We looked into a winter trip to Holland. My wife and kids talked about the Anne Frank House and Rembrandt. I was researching the Beemster polder, dreaming of blocks of cheese. -- Evan Grant

Murder. It's trendy to like true crime, OK?

Sex, lies and audio: We're obsessed with the 'Dirty John' podcast

About once a month, I fall deep into the true crime world. This month, I’ve honed in on cold cases, which are equal parts fascinating and frustrating. There have been a lot of exciting new releases in this bizarre underworld recently: The new season of the podcast Accused the Cincinnati Inquirer started; The Confession Tapes came out on Netflix and, although not a true crime doc or about a cold case, Mindhunter has me completely enthralled. And, yes, I’m on month four of my Hunt a Killer subscription boxes. If you couldn’t stop listening to the first season of Serial, you might want to check some of these titles out. Obviously, I’ll be at the My Favorite Murder live show in Dallas on Nov. 10.  -- Sarah Kramer

This $30 fountain pen

In what might sound like a weird twist for a guy who writes primarily about video games and technology, I’m obsessed with fountain pens lately. I’ve always known I wanted to be a writer, so maybe it makes sense. In this exact moment, I’m sipping black tea while writing in a Midori notebook with a Lamy Safari pen as I ogle the $200 (!) Lamy 2000, wondering what elitist 1940s man has inhabited my 29-year-old body. The $30 Safari will do for now. -- Britton Peele

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