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On a Sunday afternoon in mid-November, two forces of barbecue collide in Lexington. In one corner stands 89-year-old Norma Frances “Tootsie” Tomanetz, the renowned pitmaster who’s made Snow’s BBQ a certified institution the world over.
As Texans got a front-row seat to a magnificent total solar eclipse this month, interest in astronomy has reached a record high.
Just 18 miles west of Waco lies McGregor, a slow-paced suburb with a charming downtown area.
I swore I wasn’t going to buy anything at the Austin Record Convention, the biggest record sale and swap meet in North America.
The Western movie set located on Willie Nelson’s property about 30 miles west of Austin was, well, down on its luck.
Our state is full of novelties, many of which have a peculiar story of how they came to be on their particular bend of the road—and we’re on a quest to tell them all.
At the corner of East 44th Street and Avenue H in the Hyde Park neighborhood of Austin stands a three-story stone structure that looks like a small medieval castle, with a keep (or fortified tower) and a colonnaded portico at the entrance.
On the eve of Jan. 25, students at St. Paul Lutheran School in Serbin, south of Giddings, set out empty plates on windowsills and fence posts as part of an annual tradition called the Birds’ Wedding.
The best thing about AMANI, a cushy glamping site in Shaffer Bend Recreation Area, is the view.
A former hairstylist uses an old-school machine to bring a nostalgic art form into the modern age
“To the bat cave!” Rachael Lindsey says with a grin. We’re standing at the base of a giant cottonwood near a spring-fed stream in northern Williamson County, about an hour north of Austin.
Nearly 90 years ago, an advertisement ran in the Austin American-Statesman for a commemorative coin that would help fund the construction of a new museum to house the state’s great historic treasures.
When Will Mederski moved to Austin from Ohio in 2015, he was enjoying the climate and culture, working mostly as a freelance photographer, and spending his days off munching breakfast tacos and hanging out at Barton Springs.
The city of Austin is a crossroads—a place where hippies and cowboys commingle, where blackland prairie meets limestone hills, and where the eastern and western halves of the state collide.
What’s from Central Texas, makes music, and has a fondness for grass? If you say country music star and Texas treasure Willie Nelson, you’d be right.
I recently introduced the term “sack lunch” to my young grandchildren for a park outing. They were so impressed, you’d think I told them I’d invented fire.
When Comfort Tysen gives a tour, she puts her whole body into the job.
On some days, the longest-serving guide at the Texas State Capitol will ascend the building’s ornate cast-iron staircases hundreds of times, greeting many of the people she passes there by name.
Just as we were leaving the restaurant on the outskirts of New Braunfels, we saw a black sky turn purple and flash with thunderbolts.
As I finish my quiche and bloody mary garnished with a generous bacon slice at the Driskill Hotel’s first-floor 1886 Cafe (named for the year the hotel opened), I realize I’m time traveling in a few different ways.
I had my one encounter with honest-to-goodness cedar choppers just about the time those “almost mythical, gypsy-like people,” as Texas literary legend Edwin “Bud” Shrake referred to them in an essay, were disappearing from the Hill Country.
A path winds down the hillside in the Luci and Ian’s Family Hill Country Garden at the south end of Waterloo Park, just a couple blocks from the Texas State Capitol.
It’s wet and cool outside at Heritage Village in New Braunfels, but inside the limestone cottage where John Potter works, it’s cozy.
If only this branch could talk. During a 2020 thunderstorm, a giant limb of a 300-year-old live oak at the Lyndon B.
On what would have been James M. White’s 83rd birthday, friends of the White family, local musicians, politicians, and press, along with longtime patrons, gathered in the dirt parking lot under the storied oak tree outside the Broken Spoke in Austin.
When the Texas Legislature focuses on bluebonnets, it can take unprecedented action, with our State Flower getting drawn into regional rivalries and larger political disputes.
This morning, before I sat down to write this, a flock of wild turkeys wandered into our backyard in the Driftwood area.
In 1985, South Texas musician Steve Jordan sang “Soy de Tejas,” a love letter he wrote to the state and to his Chicano heritage that went on to become a Tejano classic.
Even as he’s lived two-thirds of his life in Tennessee, Radney Foster has always considered himself a Texas songwriter.
Back in 1986, while Stevie Ray Vaughan was becoming an MTV guitar hero, three Austin acts—Charlie Sexton, the Fabulous Thunderbirds, and Timbuk3—had Top 20 hits, making the year a great one in touting the Texas capital as a vital music scene.
Every year, the Texas Hill Country shows its true colors when the roadsides erupt with spring wildflowers.
There comes a time in every person’s life when they must look around at their many possessions and declare: This all needs to live somewhere else.
At Texas Saké Company, steel tanks filled with fermented rice emit a sweet and nutty perfume.
Edith Maskey had just begun her art practice 50 years ago when she took a chance and entered her work for consideration in the inaugural Texas Arts and Crafts Fair in Kerrville.
Pumpkin spice cocktails, pumpkin soup, pumpkin bread, pumpkin-scented candles, multi-hued decorative pumpkins—everywhere you look, there’s pumpkin something.
This September, London-born large-scale light artist Bruce Munro illuminates the Central Texas landscape. Field of Light, an installation of 28,000 solar-powered glowing orbs, converts a 16-acre field at the Lady Bird Johnson Wildflower Center into a pulsing multicolored wonderland.
I didn’t even know it was there until I made a trip with my son to the Austin Nature & Science Center, a natural history museum for kids near Lady Bird Lake.
With the Vietnam War still raging in the summer of 1972, there was a cultural chasm that seemed too wide to cross in Texas: Longhairs weren’t welcome in honky-tonks, and cowboys didn’t mingle with “peaceniks.” But five words built a bridge.
Published 10 times per year by the Texas Department of Transportation, Texas Highways, the official travel magazine of Texas, encourages travel to and within the Lone Star State and tells the Texas story to readers around the world.
