Houston caterer Byron Franklin’s holiday coffee reflects his Texas upbringing and years of study in Vienna. Franklin, born and raised in Baytown, has no formula or fixed menus for his clients, but his own tastes run to the traditional and formal. “Everybody is different,” says Franklin. “My philosophy is, regardless
The common dewberry takes a leading role in a sophisticated shortcake.
The resourceful chefs at Hudson’s on the Bend don’t always follow the nouvelle script: their robust improvisations, both ethnic and elegant, result in more rewarding meals.
Most recipes for game birds amount to long, slow overkill. Only quick, hot cooking ensures that red-meat birds retain their rich flavor.
Deepwater Gulf shrimp get all the press, but the sweetest, most succulent shrimp in Texas come from the bays.
San Antonio’s Farm to Market looks like an overgrown produce stand, but inside are some of the classiest groceries in the state.
How the owner of Goode Company in Houston took the three basic Texas food groups—barbecue, Tex-Mex, and burgers—and built an empire.
The latest news in Houston’s booming Italian restaurant scene is the savory cuisine of Tuscany.
We cleaned our plate at restaurants across Texas. Here are the results: 66 irresistible specialties of the house.
Three Texas caterers turn the tables on the ordinary holiday gathering–they roll out the red carpet and bring on the food, but you feel like it’s still your party.
Whether a frontiersman needed to skin a bear, chop wood, or fight in a due, Jim Bowie’s weapon was the tool of choice.
You don’t have to be born here to qualify. The mark of a true native is an undying passion to be one.
Once upon a time the His and Her Gift reflected a Texas that was extravagant and maybe a little gauche. Now the gift is no less extravagant, but it’s a lot less, well, innocent.
Kathy Whitmire’s substantial achievements as mayor of Houston are overshadowed by her bad public image and political ineptitude—not a good situation for a candidate seeking a third term.
Forget about waltzing across Texas. Let’s two-step instead.
It began in 1952 as a nostalgic recreation of the old cattle drive. Now it’s a grand annual party stretching across Texas.
It’s not quite a lie and not quite the truth. It’s a patriotic duty.