Coast Guard Tall Ship ‘Eagle’ Returns to Galveston for the First Time in 50 Years
The old saying about everything being bigger in Texas doesn’t hold up when it comes to the tall ships Elissa and Eagle.
The old saying about everything being bigger in Texas doesn’t hold up when it comes to the tall ships Elissa and Eagle.
On our visit to Meow Wolf in Santa Fe back in 2018, my wife and I came out with slightly different opinions.
The late St. Louis Cardinals baseball great Stan Musial once said, “Houston has three seasons: July, followed by August, and then summer.” Since then, Houstonians have invented a new one: crawfish season, which is peaking now and for the next two months.
Felipe Riccio is having a moment. Last month, the 31-year-old Houston chef was announced as a semifinalist for the James Beard Foundation’s Best Chef: Texas award and is receiving a lot of fanfare for his team’s beautifully designed fine-dining restaurant March, which, as he says, “tells the story of the Mediterranean” through cuisine.
This year marks the 90th year of the Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo, and, as you’d expect, a lot has changed.
It may seem strange to start a tour of the Black Cowboy Museum in Rosenberg with a discussion of who invented the telephone and the incandescent lightbulb.
Every four years during the Winter Olympics, the American public gets swept up in the perfectly placed stones, cerebral strategies, and surprising suspense of curling.
Imagine driving down State Highway 69 through south Beaumont and seeing a vintage oil derrick. Suddenly, a geyser of water spews from the top, shooting a full 100 feet in the air.
If you ever visit Southeast Texas, you’ll notice the distinctive Cajun culture that permeates the region.
The sun rises on a cloudless day in mid-October. On North Padre Island, a barrier island near Corpus Christi, my husband, Adrian, and I pack our striped beach bag with bright plastic buckets and trowels, fruit pouches and bottles of water.
In his majestic Pulitzer Prize-winning book The Gulf: The Making of an American Sea, historian Jack E.
The glow of 21,500 luminarias will brighten the grounds of the San Jacinto Battlefield in La Porte this Saturday, Nov.
Half an hour north of downtown Houston, groves of cypress trees echo with the calls of chickadees and woodpeckers, and magnolia and white oak trees grow to stunning size.
Today marks the 110th anniversary of the birth of Narciso Martinez, the inventor of conjunto music and a man whose sound has spread far and wide, becoming as identifiably a part of the Texan landscape as bluebonnets and Longhorns.
Lisa Seger knows a thing or two about Halloween costumes, especially for goats.
Since 2012, the co-owner of Blue Heron Farm, a 10-acre goat dairy farm just outside of Houston, has been dressing up its herd of Nubian goats in various costumes, all in the name of Halloween spirit and for the farm’s social media accounts.
Remember zines, those self-published, photocopied mini-magazines that proliferated among Generation X youth? During their heyday, these periodically produced journals informed readers what was and wasn’t punk in the ’80s and where you could skate and see underground concerts.
In early August, a staff member at Canyon of the Eagles Nature Park and Resort on Lake Buchanan near Burnet reported the area’s first bald eagle of the season.
Only once in my life have I ever wanted to be older than I was: the time I realized I had missed the chance to meet and obviously become BFFs with Beyoncé in middle school by like a grade or so.
A venerable loggerhead turtle named Barnacle Billie, a roseate spoonbill named Boomerang, and other rehabilitated aquatic and shore creatures are on display this week for the first organized public tours of the Amos Rehabilitation Keep—ARK for short—at the University of Texas Marine Science Institute in Port Aransas.
Suzette Garriel’s family brought the first of the big Filipino restaurant chains to Houston with the opening of Gerry’s Grill in the Asiatown area in February 2018.
If you’ve always imagined yourself hoisting sails or inching your way up the mast of an old-time sailing ship, your opportunity has arrived.
It tends to be glossed over today, but Brazoria County played a role in Texas Independence.
Texas’ “gayborhoods” aren’t just neighborhoods with rainbow-painted crosswalks at their intersections; they’re historic communities where Texas pride and gay pride intersect in ever-fascinating unison.
“You can easily catch 20 to 30 pounds of drum at that time,” Davis says. “It’s a very versatile fish—moist, meaty, and flaky, with mild white flesh, especially when they’re smaller, around 14-inches. The larger fish tend to be stronger in flavor and can be tough.”
A vision 10 years in the making is becoming reality as construction begins this month for the Port Aransas Maritime Museum, an ambitious expansion of the Farley Boat Works division of the Port Aransas Preservation and Historical Association.
Surrounded by windows and white pillows while in bed at my tiny cabin, I think of the liner notes to Bob Dylan’s album Desire: “These notes are being written in a bathtub in Maine under ideal conditions…” Here at Getaway Hill Country, I am also writing under ideal conditions: quiet, simplicity, good coffee.
On a sweaty May evening in a historic-turned-hip neighborhood of Houston, hotel guests and local revelers lounge and sip cocktails poolside as UB40’s “Red Red Wine” spins in the background.
While many beach towns across the country can become indistinguishable in our minds, there’s no place quite like Galveston.
Growing up in Corpus Christi, Ashley Kidd splashed through waves on a boogie board and told her mom that one day she’d become a real surfer.
On January 1, I started doing what I’d been planning on doing for almost a year: reading the many books about Texas that I wasn’t exposed to until I was an adult.
As a descendant of slaves from an East Texas plantation—Monte Verdi in Rusk County—I felt an ancestral connection, a singular sorrow, and an accompanying feeling of gratitude as I walked the sacred grounds of the Varner-Hogg Plantation State Historic Site in West Columbia.
Passenger trains are rare in Texas, so it’s easy to forget the paramount importance of railroads in the settlement of this country and the everyday lives of Americans.
Big power can come in small packages. The brightly colored board book Boss Texas Women, by coauthors Kristen Gunn and Casey Chapman Ross, may be for children, but it packs a wallop of inspiration for all ages about the women who’ve changed Texas.
On the morning of March 17, Capt. Sam Hardeman saw something he never expected to see in the Gulf of Mexico: a pod of orcas swarming his fishing vessel.
Befitting the enigmatic nature of their inspirations, the five Easter Island heads of Victoria are cloaked in mystery.
Back in the 1990s, when I was a high schooler, Houston wasn’t known as the multicultural mecca it is today.
On a cold December morning, I walked up a 40-foot observation tower at the Aransas National Wildlife Refuge to witness something spectacular.
The tip was cryptic, even by some of the other bare-bones offerings at Roadside America, a popular website for “offbeat tourist attractions.”
“Just driving along and all of a sudden… jumping cows and other sculptures appear to make you smile.
Selena Quintanilla danced, sang, and made fashion a trend for little girls to dream about. She aspired to a fairytale, and like the night-blooming cereus, she came and then was no more.
The shout-out the 1980 film Urban Cowboy received earlier this month at the Country Music Association Awards show got me thinking about its stars, John Travolta and Debra Winger, and the funky old place that roused an era of garishly feathered hat bands, belt buckles the size of hubcaps, jewelry-studded designer jeans, and $1,000 boots: Gilley’s Nightclub in Pasadena.
After months of quarantining, my wife and I finally bought an RV.
We knew exactly where we wanted to take our 19-foot Class C RV: Port Aransas.