In parts of Texas drought is a steady boarder who may stray but always comes home for supper.
Four of the many small high-tech companies betting that they have the excitement, momentum, market, and business savvy to succeed where others have failed.
The real Texas technology picture is much more intricate than either the mad hype of two years ago or the dire headlines of today make it out to be.
Houston’s Transco Tower can’t hide from a camera bent on seeing it from every vantage point.
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.
Just how good were the good ol’ days, when Louie Welch was mayor of Houston?
What’s wrong with Mexico is exactly what’s right with it.
Morsels by mail, potables by post—let Texas’ mail-order food companies set your holiday table.
Recipe From Josephine Street Cafe This recipe makes a lot, so plan to use it when you have your next barbecue—and invite a crowd! 9 heads of iceberg lettuce 4 cups diced tomatoes 2 1/2 cups sliced olives (ok, go ahead and use the pimiento-stuffed olives) 1/2…
JOSEPHINE STREET CAFE is a classic Texas roadhouse in an era where there are no more roads, just freeways. In fact, the freeway—Highway 281—roars over the patio, but that doesn’t seem to deter the loyal patrons of this popular neighborhood hangout. Nor did the recent collision of a truck with…
Look! Up in the sky! It’s a bird! It’s a plane! It’s—Halley’s Comet!
Rough sailing for the water plan; sore losers at MHMR; a free ride for Mattox; now a word on behalf of ambulance chasing.
The maddest crowd in town? The incensed citizens at the Dallas Auto Pound who have to shell out for the privilege of reclaiming their towed vehicles.
Today’s with-it seniors are settling in American’s newest retirement boomtown—Kerrville.
Robots in feedlots, Krishnas as cowboys, Nowhere but Texas.
The villains behind the seat belt law; the shoeshine boys behind the border bird trade; the pastor behind Austin’s chicest church.
Forget all that debate about early instruments versus modern ones for eighteenth-century music.
Tuff Enuff, the Fabulous Thunderbirds’ fifth and finest album, has a snap, crackle, and pop that could finally make the T-Birds explode.
Real treasure lies buried in the muddy, mushy silt of our rivers and lakes.
Plenty isn’t enough; Year of the Dragon is a yellow-devil hysteria; uncompromised casting makes Compromising Positions click; Volunteers imposes eighties cynicism on sixties idealism.
Those who think there’s nothing new under the sun should check out the superior jazz improvisations on three recently released albums.