Tall Tales from Kansas

The Huff + 1 lunch club met at Pigwich in the city market area in KC this week. Listen, this is a serious eating establishment, and is not the place to come if you are expecting a ladies lunch. We had the pulled pork sandwich, a pork meatball bahn mi, and a cornflake fried chicken sandwich, plus an order of the sweet potato fries. We put it all in the middle of the table and attacked it like a pack of wild dogs.

We did an excellent job cleaning our plates. Many napkins were used. You have GOT to GET the sweet potato fries with the spicy aioli on the side. One order is plenty for the whole family. Warning – the bahn mi sandwich is spicy. We love to laugh at Nancy when she eats hot foot and goes into full on “head sweat” mode. This is only because we love her.

Marti has a nagging chronic cough. She says she has investigated this and it may mean that “my days are numbered“. Always these comments are made with a slightly hopeful note in her voice. She laments that her brain does not work the way it used to. It continues to work better than mine, but all things are relative. She continues to teach us, we continue to laugh, we take it one day at a time.

While in the vicinity a quick stop was made at Hammerpress. A fabulous local letterpress store. I had to replenish my supply of postcards – I have taken to sending them instead of emails to Tracy Mann, Roger Marshall, and Jerry Moran – my Kansas representatives in Congress. I think you will agree I found some good ones.

I keep them on my table, addressed, stamped, and ready to go. When I reach a place of maximal irritation, I write out a message and send them. It’s highly therapeutic for me.