Susan L. Ebert

It’s a quintessentially Tasha moment: Having just been fêted with a spectacular runway show of her latest collection as Guest Designer at the 2017 March Western Market at the Dallas Market Center, Tasha Polizzi—at 72 still as lithe as a leopard, her tawny mane spilling down around her shoulders—steps to the center of the stage...

There’s something both primal and elegant about a frenched rack of venison that will coax oohs and ahhs from your guests as you lay the platter on the table for a festive holiday supper.  And best of all for any cowgirl in the kitchen, this lovely rack of venison takes less than a half-hour of...

Early fall brings the ripening of brilliant garnet prickly pears (tunas), festooned along the top rims of the Southwest’s ubiquitous prickly pear cacti like so many fiery Christmas lights. Alas, it’s not the big spiky thorns protruding from the nopales (the big green paddle-shaped leaves) that’ll gitcha, it’s the tiny hairlike glochids (the near-invisible barbed...

The four riders burst across the arena, lariats flying, in pursuit of the lone steer. One deftly “heads” the steer, looping a noose around the critter’s horns, and another then “heels” the hapless beast, shooting a lightning-fast loop under one of the animal’s hind feet, then drawing it taut. With the steer caught betwixt and...

A good 20 minute scallopini should be in every cowgirl chef’s repertoire! This versatile recipe can either be made simply with grocery-store ingredients, or lifted to the sublime with the addition of foraged mushrooms and wild greens. Morel mushrooms—perhaps the tastiest and easiest to identify of wild edible fungi—have been found in all 50 U.S....

Life changes a lot when you move from the city to the country at the tender age of six. In 1906, it certainly did for only-child Anne Valliant Burnett, when her parents, Ollie and Thomas Lloyd Burnett, moved with their young daughter from the bustling sophistication of Fort Worth to the family’s isolated Triangle Ranches...

The scene is straight out of the mid-1800s:  Two cowgirls in faded denim, bandanas at their throats and hat brims pulled low to shield the sun’s glare, pause their mounts as they push the herd of cattle before them slowly through an endless expanse under a cloudless sky.  They hear a bzzz … bzzz …...

Once you get the hang of toasting and grinding your own chilies and developing deep, rich flavor with homemade bone broth and chocolate… well, suffice it to say, you’ll be hard-pressed to return to off-the-shelf chili powder the next time your desire for a big ol’ bowl of red strikes. The three chiles in this...

Although the sun’s out today as I navigate the sweeping bends in the ranchlands west of Houston, last night’s torrential downpour has dumped eight inches of rain overnight and swelled the Brazos River over its banks. My Jeep cuts a motorboat-like wake through roadway puddles that have become veritable lakes. As the gushing water flows...