Happy In Bag

Monday, November 28, 2011

It Begins at Home

Citing Henry Bloch, the Kempers and the Kauffmans, my frenemy at Tony's Kansas City recently noted that "Kansas City loves the 1%." It's an insightful an entirely accurate observation. While I still have to stifle an adolescent urge to key luxury cars with price tags of over $50,000, I venerate the incredibly wealthy people who have invested portions of their time and fortunes into improving the quality of life within our community.

Thursday, November 10, 2011


During my first visit to a new Salvadoran restaurant in downtown Overland Park I considered asking for a job application. I loved the food and staff of El Salvadoreno so much that I longed to spend all my time in the homey establishment. Entirely unfamiliar to me, the cuisine possesses inexplicable healing properties.

Monday, November 07, 2011

Getting My Goat

My refrigerator is filled with goat milk. A goat farmer peddles his wares out of a truck on a residential street in a midtown neighborhood every Saturday morning. A member of my compound consumes his milk, cheese and chicken eggs as if they were manna from heaven. I don't particularly care for the stuff.