Sam Greenberg, the third-generation owner of Greenberg Smoked Turkeys, can pinpoint the day his bird became the word: Nov. 11, 2003. Oprah Winfrey’s people had called. The famed talk show host wanted to feature Greenberg turkeys on her annual—and very influential—gift-giving episode, “Oprah’s Favorite Things.”
At Krause’s Cafe and Biergarten in downtown New Braunfels, the writing’s on the wall. But rather than an ominous warning, the sausage recipe painted on the building’s exterior, along with murals of Krause family members, reflects New Braunfels’ German heritage and how this restaurant, established in the late 1930s, plays a starring role in that history.
“Here comes the best part—I’ll show you all my landmarks,” says Coté as we enter Moody. She points out the sweeping triangular house on the right, followed by a drive-through beer barn painted with a tipsy goat and the words “Stay thirsty, my goat.” Then we pass a curious decorative cement pig housed in a tiny cage and a restaurant called Lucy’s Cafe. As we pass through towns like Moody, McGregor, and Valley Mills en route to Clifton, we marvel at the largely undiscovered small towns just outside of our state’s biggest cities.
Oysters have the reputation of being an expensive delicacy—high-end fare offered at fancy eateries with prices to match.
Arriving during the dinner rush at Conservatory Underground Beer Garden & Food Hall, a bustling eatery in downtown Houston, I walked past a wall of colorful pop-art portraits at the entryway, then proceeded down the beautifully ornate stairwell.
Working as a dining critic and food writer for most of my career, I’ve been asked hundreds of times to name my favorite restaurant—an impossible task.
Walking into Jucy’s Hamburgers, at the corner of McCann and US 80 in Longview, the first thing I notice is the vibe, or lack thereof.
As a Tennessee native who married a Texan, I’ve long been fascinated with the difference between the two states’ geography and culture—especially when it comes to the romantic ideal of the cowboy in the Texas Panhandle.
As a light rain falls, a crowd is gathering at Green’s Sausage House, a country café, meat market, and bakery in the tiny Czech community of Zabcikville, 10 miles east of Temple.
Anyone who’s been to a Spurs game in San Antonio can attest that the city is filled with red-hot, habanero-grade pride.
I knew the first time I pulled up to Sylvia Mae’s Soul Food in Jacksonville that there was more than meets the eye.
A saltwater-scented breeze tugs at the end of a roll of paper towels planted in the middle of our wooden picnic table.
Now that In-N-Out Burger has opened dozens of locations in Texas, there have been raves—as well as scattered “mehs”—for the California chain.
Off a dark winding road about four miles northeast of Georgetown, a lively German-style celebration unfolds most weekends.