It's berry-picking season, y'all. Strawberry season is at its tail end, with blackberries and blueberries due to take over from late May through July. Peaches will also make their debut in June.
Many local family farms offer pick-your-own visits, which naturally allow for social distancing (and are highly Instagrammable). Some also have family-friendly attractions, such as petting zoos. Below are five spots within a 90-minute drive from central Austin.
1. Chickamaw Organic Farm & Ranch, Bastrop
This Bastrop family farm is the only certified biodynamic operation in Texas and offers a free pint to whoever finds the biggest blueberry of the season. In addition to berries, visitors can also purchase beef from the farm's grass-fed cows. Call ahead at 512-567-3456 or email email@example.com to make an appointment and get directions.
2. Jenschke Orchards, Fredericksburg
This Fredericksburg farm has been family-owned and operated since 1961 and offers pick-your-own harvests of strawberries through May, blackberries through June and more than 30 varieties of peaches through September. Hours: Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday, and Sunday 9 a.m.-4:30 p.m. Address: 8301 E. Hwy. 290, Fredericksburg. More information can be found here.
3. Omi's Blackberry Farm, Paige
This family-run farm in Paige grows pesticide-, herbicide- and insecticide-free blackberries. Although the winter storm damaged some of its earliest producing varieties, Omi's expects to open for picking around mid-May. Blackberries cost $3.50 per pound if paying by cash and $3.60 if credit. Address: 2548 E. Hwy. 21, Paige. More information can be found here.
4. Sweet Berry Farm, Marble Falls
This Marble Falls farm offers strawberry picking through mid-May, as well as other family-friendly activities include pony rides, sand art, goat feeding and a barrel train. There are also picnic tables on site, where visitors can enjoy a picnic lunch. No pets allowed. Strawberries are $2.99 per pound, plus $0.75 for the picking box, which holds up to eight pounds. Hours: Mon.-Tues. 8:30 a.m.-5:30 p.m., Thurs.-Sat. 8:30 a.m.-5:30 p.m., Sun. 1-5 p.m. Address: 1801 FM 1980, Marble Falls. More information can be found here.
5. Sweet Eats Fruit Farm, Georgetown
This Georgetown adventure farm has a limited amount of strawberries still available to pick, plus a full schedule of pony rides, pig races, a petting zoo and apple slingshots. No pets allowed. Strawberries are $3.50 a pound. If visitors wish to do other activities besides pick fruit, a general admission ticket costs $13.99. (Children under 2 get in free.) Hours: Mon.-Sun. 9 a.m.-6 p.m. Address: 14440 E. Hwy. 290, Georgetown. More information can be found here.
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If you are a committed, grunge-wearing resident of the Pacific Northwest, it is easy–almost automatic–to look at Texas as an extraordinarily dry, hot and culturally oppressive place that is better to avoid, especially in the summer. Our two granddaughters live with their parents in Portland.
Recently we decided to take the older girl, who is 15, to Dallas. Setting aside the summer heat, a Portlander can adjust to the vibes of Austin without effort. So let’s take Texas with all of its excesses straight up. Dallas, here we come.
Our 15-year-old granddaughter and her sister, 12, have spent summer weeks with us, usually separately so that we could better get to know each individually. In visits focused on Austin and Port Aransas, the girls seemed to be developing an affection for Texas.
Houston and Dallas are two great American cities, the 4th and 9th largest, each loaded with cultural treasures, each standing in glittering and starchy contrast to Austin’s more louche, T-shirts and shorts ways.
Three hours up I-35, Dallas loomed before us as a set of gray skyscrapers in a filmy haze, accessed only through a concrete mixmaster of freeways, ramps and exits. I drove with false confidence. Be calm, I said to myself, it will all end in 10 minutes under the hotel entrance canopy. And it did.
The pool at the Crescent Court Hotel in Dallas. (Crescent Court Hotel)
We stayed three nights at the Crescent Court Hotel ($622 a night for two queens), a high-end hotel in Uptown, patronized by women in white blazers, business people in suits, and tall, lean professional athletes, their shiny Escalades and Corvettes darting in and out, and other celebrities like Bill Barr, the former attorney general who shoe-horned his ample self into a Toyota.
Each morning as I walked to Whole Foods for a cappuccino, a fellow identified by a bellman as Billy the Oilman arrived in his Rolls Royce Phantom. Where does he park? “Wherever he wants to. He likes the Starbucks here.”
We garaged our more modest set of wheels for the visit. We were chauffeured for tips by Matt Cooney and Alfonza “The Rev” Scott in the hotel’s black Audi sedan. They drove us to museums, restaurants and past the enclaves of the rich and famous. In Highland Park, The Rev pointed out the homes of the Dallas Cowboys' Jerry Jones and Troy Aikman along with the family compound of the Hunts, oil and gas tycoons.
The Dallas Museum of Art’s “Cartier and Islam” exhibit (until Sept. 18) attracted an older crowd; the nearby Perot Museum of Nature and Science was a powerful whirlpool of kids’ groups ricocheting from the Tyrannosaurus Rex to the oil fracking exhibit. Watch your shins.
A Geogia O'Keeffe oil painting called "Ranchos Church, New Mexico" at the Amon Carter Museum of Modern Art. (Rich Oppel)
For us, the best museum was the Amon Carter Museum of Modern Art in Fort Worth, a 50-minute, madcap drive away via a 75 mph toll lane along I-30. Don’t try it during rush hour. The Carter has an exquisite collection of Remington paintings and sculptures and an excellent array of 19th and 20th-century paintings as well. Pick one museum? The Amon Carter. Peaceful, beautiful, uncrowded, free admission and small enough to manage in two hours.
The Fort Worth Stockyards, a place of history (with a dab of schmaltz), fun and good shopping, filled one of our mornings. The 98 acres brand the city as Cowboy Town, with a rodeo and a twice-daily (11:30 a.m. and 4 p.m.) cattle drive. We shopped for boots, drank coffee and watched the “herd” of 18 longhorns. So languid was their progress that if this were a real market drive the beef would have been very tough and leathery before it hit the steakhouse dinner plate.
The cattle drive at the Fort Worth Stockyards. (Rich Oppel)
But we could identify: the temperature was 97. “I saw a dog chasing a cat today,” said the emcee, deploying a very old joke. “It was so hot that both were walking.”
With limited time, we chose three very different restaurants:
- Nobu, in the Crescent Court Hotel; Jia, a modern Chinese restaurant in Highland Park; and Joe T. Garcia’s in Fort Worth. Nobu’s exotic Japanese menu set us back $480, with tip, for four (we had a guest), but it was worth it.
- Jia was an ordinary suburban strip mall restaurant, but with good food and a reasonable tab of $110 for four.
- Joe T.’s is an 85-year-old Fort Worth institution (think Matt’s El Rancho but larger), a fine Mexican restaurant where a meal with two drinks was $115.
Sushi at high-end restaurant Nobu. (Crescent Hotel)
It was all a splurge for a grandchild’s visit. Now we will get back to our ordinary road trips of Hampton Inns, where a room rate is closer to the Crescent Court’s overnight parking rate of $52. And to corner cafes in small towns.
Did Dallas change our 15-year-old’s view of Texas? “Yes. I think it’s a lot cooler than I did. The fashion, the food.” So, not only Austin is cool. Take Texas as a whole. It’s a big, complex, diverse and wonderful state.