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Put on your dancing shoes and your drinking pants for the Paris of the Plains Cocktail Festival, August 22nd-27th in Kansas City. If you’ve picked up a local paper or magazine lately, you’ve probably seen some mention of the Paris of the Plains Cocktail Festival — and for good reason. Paris of the Plains is [...]

Ryan Maybee — the business brain behind Manifesto and The Rieger — is teaming up with local developer Cordish to open a jazz club in the Power & Light district. I know what you’re thinking: “What the eff?” I’m thinking it, too, but maybe now we’ll have a reason to go to P&L after dark. [...]

The past two Friday afternoons, I’ve been lucky enough to escape the glass confines and beigeness of corporate Leawood and head downtown to the Crossroads for lunch. Though I’m not really eating bread (or breading) these days, I cannot resist whatever goodness The Rieger fries up and serves on a brioche bun. CAN. NOT. RESIST. [...]

Dear Food Diary — When I drink beer, I look and feel about six months pregnant. So, even when I go to places that have great beer selections, like Westport’s Beer Kitchen No. 1, I tend to stick to my old standby, the Horsefeather. But don’t worry, we don’t look like a bunch of hacks [...]

Apologies for the fact that this post is more than a bit tardy. Last Monday was a rough day for me, for reasons I probably won’t go into until I write my tell-all memoir (coming soon, like 2035). By the time I made it home from my day of “adventure,” I wanted a salad but [...]

Here’s the story of how kale saved me (from a wicked midweek hangover). Tuesday night, after two horsefeathers at Harry’s Bar and Tables, I returned home to enjoy a few Single-Wide IPAs by a late-winter outdoor fire. Good times for a Tuesday night, until I discovered a forsaken fridge (my wife was in Japan, and [...]

My introduction to the Horsefeather was a slightly bastardized version of the classic cocktail, but I drank it anyway. I was at a gallery opening on the Lower East Side of Manhattan, and it was sponsored by Dewars. Scantily-clad, malnourished women were mixing one-part Dewars and one-part ginger ale. I didn’t want anything to do [...]