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Comment on Get Out and Treat Steiner Ranch by Paul O'Brien

Paul O'Brien — Tue, 26 Mar 2013 19:47:17 +0000

Thanks Emily! I have to admit, this idea was months in the making and I’m thrilled we have so many involved in doing something for the community. The app is simple, the restaurants are all excited, and HCEF is a great beneficiary.

By the way, I love the O’

Comment on Get Out and Treat Steiner Ranch by Emily O'Shaughnessy

Emily O'Shaughnessy — Tue, 26 Mar 2013 19:26:44 +0000

I really love this concept – such a quick and easy way to say thanks or simply brighten someone’s day. I met Jeffrey Schwartz at a SXSW event and loved hearing about NOOM – so glad it’s taking off in Steiner. BTW, I just sent my first two treats to friends and it really is as easy as it sounds. Very, very cool.

Comment on The History of Steiner Ranch by War Pony

War Pony — Wed, 06 Mar 2013 15:05:08 +0000

Steiner’s Steak House is top drawer – try the elk and you’ll be back again and again (I’ll be). Service was 5-star+; Kent played a great set; and we enjoyed a very romantic time beside the open fires.

It is Patriotic families like the Steiners that make Texas the great State she is. Austin is fortunate to have such a landmark.

Thank you to the family for providing us with an excellent memory for the collection that will not be forgotten.

Comment on Lost and Found by Yves Seybel

Yves Seybel — Mon, 04 Mar 2013 13:18:46 +0000

Found set of car keys with Ford Covert key pad on Quinlan Park Rd Sunday March 3rd next to River Ridge elementary.
pls call 512-299 8694 if you think these are yours

Comment on Sunday Break II: Steiner’s First Summer Concert by George Cortez

George Cortez — Tue, 12 Feb 2013 23:05:46 +0000

My older brothers took me to Sunday Break II, from Dallas, I was 16 years old, I remember I got on trouble with them cause, they just wanted to see Santana, and leave after he played to beat traffic back home, Frampton was headliner,
Well,, we got seperated I made my way to the front of the stage, or as close as I could get to the stage,
Maan, It was HOT!! there I was, in an ocean of people, for hours looking up at the stage, I remember I was sunburn across my nose and forehead in the day’s following, I saw naked people, smashed a guy’s styrofoam ice chest, the roadies started throwing beer’s from the stage and I specifically remember this tall hippy next to me caught one, handed it to me and said , you look like you could use one of these,,, to this day I have NEVER tasted a beer as refreshing and satisfying,
Then Santana took the stage, and that’s a whole different story, in brief, I’m the youngest of seven, up to this point my brothers had every Santana recording, so now, I have the ONLY, Santana Tribute Band in Dallas and in Texas for that matter,
I remember staying and listening to Frampton from a distance, Hey, he had the number one album in the country, at the time
After rambling around for what seen’d like forever, I found the car, needles to say I felt the wrath of my brothers all the way back to Dallas, It didn’t matter, I’v been to countless concerts since, I’m now 50 I remember that concert like it was yesterday.

Comment on A Prius in Austin, TX by Mrs. C. from SoCal

Mrs. C. from SoCal — Wed, 09 Jan 2013 06:32:54 +0000

We are beginning our quest to determine whether Austin is for us. Your article started the whole idea, opening my mind to the possibility of relocating from Southern California. I was hesitant, but didn’t want to be the one to hold us back. You spoke to every point important to us and your comparisons are spot-on!! You cracked my resistance!

I forwarded your post to the rest of my family and we are one by one commiting to giving Austin serious consideration. Interestingly, we don’t have any other cities or states on our list. It’s Austin or we stay here and make the best of it.

Arriving next week to explore the possiblities in your paradise and planning to visit your neighborhood. We are so hopeful and really WANT to love it!!

Comment on Sunday Break II: Steiner’s First Summer Concert by Earl

Earl — Sun, 06 Jan 2013 13:12:17 +0000

My little brother, a buddy from work and I headed down from Dallas for the concert and camping Friday afternoon of the Labor Day weekend. We were well provisioned with food and cold beer. Enough supplies to be able to share with the occasional freak who stumbled into our camp with propositions like, ” I’ll trade you some Oklahomie homegrown for a couple of slices of that bologna, man”.

The concert was great. And hot. We ended up buying more beer at the show on Sunday. We came down with 9 cases of Coors bought at good old Skillern’s Drug before we left Dallas. The entrance to the event had us dip a finger in purple dye like we were voting in an Iraqi election. We remember that there was this one freak with a short cast on one leg and a crutch who ended up being a kind of running gag during the weekend. It was just his mouth that kept getting him in trouble. The gate folks had enough of his crap and dipped his arm up to the elbow in the dye.

When Monday morning rolled around we had new friends from UT in Austin that we had agreed to take back to campus. The poor freak with the cast and purple arm went hop-running by, yelling for help, that they were going to kick his ass, followed by the dudes that looked like they had every intention of doing just that. I am sure that others remember this poor mouthy freak.

A very relaxed weekend. We did not experience any of the traffic problems but we spent the whole weekend there in some pretty country. Thanks for that, Steiner family, for the hospitality. I was 19 then and at 55 now I apperciate it more.

On the drive back to Dallas via the UT dorms, we dipped into the old Oklahomie homegrown not expecting much. After passing it around there developed in the car a silence of those too stoned to speak. Wow was that ever a surprise. A perfect end to a memeorable weekend.

Comment on The History of Steiner Ranch by Jim Steiner

Jim Steiner — Thu, 03 Jan 2013 00:32:42 +0000

Like anything else, it’s a reflection of your personality.

Comment on Sunday Break II: Steiner’s First Summer Concert by Jim

Jim — Mon, 03 Dec 2012 23:14:08 +0000

Wow, can’t believe I found something on this concert. I had looked years ago and couldn’t find anything, but watching VH-1 yesterday, inspired me to look again. I went to both Sunday Break’s in Austin. The first with my oldest brother, we drove from San Angelo to Austin and had a blast getting withing 10 feet of the fence protecting the stage. Remember some of the bands and Wolfman Jack getting flashed by girls, and America asking the crowd if anyone was from San Angelo, we were like “WoW,” they know San Angelo, turns out 2 of them once lived there because of their Dad’s military background. After being up since before daylight, and standing most of the time in the heat and sun, we decided to leave, only to hear Peter Frampton playing from the outside of the fenced in concert.
Again, I attended the 2nd Sunday Break, this time with another Brother and Cousin. Had a blast at that concert too. Traffic was hell, remember seeing cars abandoned on the side of the road leading to the concert, tons of people walking asking for a ride, offering money and drugs. Fleetwood Mac was great! I drove a pick-up, so it was full of people I didn’t know. To me, they’ll always be The Little Woodstocks of Texas.

Comment on Sunday Break II: Steiner’s First Summer Concert by redshirt

redshirt — Sat, 01 Dec 2012 16:15:48 +0000

Wow,

I finally found info on this concert. Five of us packed into my friend Larry’s VW bug along with an ice chest of beer and balogna sandwiches to party down! It took us forever to get in and we ended up parking on the side of the road about 3 miles from the concert site. This was my first rock concert and my eyes were bugged out checking out everything that was going on. I remember buying a bag of pot for $10 and getting plastered. It was extremely hot, and everyone was shedding clothes and getting sunburned. I remember Chicago being pretty good, but the crowd got really pumped as Fleetwood Mac opened up with “Say you love me”. I was starting to enjoy myself, when someone asked if the guy next to me was dead. I looked down and my friend Larry had passed out cold. After a few moments of panic, we managed to get him on his feet and start the 3 mile trek back to the car. By the time we got there, Larry was sober enough to drive home. It was a wild experience I’ll remember all my life.