When Steve Lipsky blamed fracking for turning his water well into a flamethrower, he set off an epic battle between the EPA and Texas.

Confusing new law has bar and club owners screaming.

Dallas import a fun place for rolls and drinks before a nigt on the town.

Creed lead singer Scott Stapp talks about faith, haters and a whole lot more.

There's no gloves or batting helmets when Larry Joe Miggins and the rest of the Houston Babies regularly travel back in time to play the game by its 1860 rules.

Houston's swampiest musical savants return with new album.

A Houston stalwart resurfaces in an unlikely Shenandoah location.

Murder in a Small Town

Each character gets a center-stage aria in this most operatic of August Wilson's cycle plays.

Nearly 136,000 words later, my tenure as Nightfly is over.

A summer concert season to melt your face off.

A new minor league baseball team, a new amusement park, the urban wilderness of Buffalo Bayou, food, concerts and plays — Houston, prepare to get your summer on.

Lankford Grocery embraces the new, hangs onto the classic and keeps customers waiting in line for more.

This Heights restaurant tries to be all things to everyone — but to me it's an oyster bar with a terrific burger and milk shake.

Pena's in Pearland gives Shipley's a run for its money.

Rising singer-songwriter not as dark, but still wounded on new album.

There's only one really bad thing about the anti-clotting pill Pradaxa. You can't fall or get cut while taking it because once you start bleeding, there's almost no way to stop it. There's no reversal agent, no antidote.