An El Paso man thinks he's got a good candidate for Texas History Month. Is he right? Yes, but . . .
A New Braunfels man thinks that Texas's oldest dance hall deserves a little more respect.
In the midst of a cold, wet winter, an Abilene woman longs for the dog days of August.
A Texas Tech undergrad makes the case for the breakfast taco's not-so-poor relation.
A 39-year resident of Houston is gearing up for his first experience of the greatest road trip Texas has to offer.
A Flatonia man thinks Tim McGraw can afford a better looking cowboy hat
A dedicated carnivore wonders how to handle his wife's request to lead a meat-free existence in 2018.
A Dallasite wonders how something so tasty, so filling, and so pre-Christian came to be a holiday staple.
A San Antonio woman smells trouble.
A Dallas man wonders why one good finger doesn't deserve another.
An Austinite misses the beach, but doesn't want to be a bother.
A Tyler man is feeling a little hot under the collar.
A West Texas native wonders if umbrellas are for sissies.
The Texanist advises a person who wants to pass off professionally cooked briskets as homemade.
How to handle the zit-sized pustule that those evil little @$*!%*#@%&!s leave behind.
A truck-driving woman meets a Jetta owner at a Ray Wylie Hubbard concert.
The Texanist generously shares his world-famous dove recipe.
It's known as "the Texas stop sign," but can the Illinois chain really claim the Lone Star State?
Several of my colleagues have pointed out that tucking your jeans into your boots looks ridiculous. I disagree.
The Texanist addresses contentious BYOMeat gatherings.
And the proper placement of horseshoes over doorways for the best good luck.