“What’s in Kansas City?”

Before heading on vacation, when I told people I was heading to Kansas City, the general question was “why”.

My answer was simple: Food.

There are few things in life that make happier than a good meal. Kansas City is known for having great food so I thought i would check it out. I also figured it would be a great opportunity to check out a major American city. I’m always on the lookout for a new town to call home and I read somewhere that Kansas city has one of the best downtowns in America. The list  also included Indianapolis, which made me skeptical. I figured I would check it out myself.

For this adventure, I decided to bring along my good friend Dr. F. The best part about taking a road with the Doc is that I get to pick his brain about medical ailments and terms. I’ve never had a desire to study medicine and I’m not a big fan of sick people, but I ‘m always game as to learn about the the strange and random things that can go wrong. I learned about lots of things on the 3 hour trip to KC, including an affliction called rectal prolapse (Google image it at your own discretion).

After we made it to KC, we stopped in at a place called Arthur Bryant’s, a renowned BBQ joint. Bryant’s is a simple place that sells one of the best pulled pork “sandwiches” I’ve ever had. It’s a little hard to call it a true sandwich when you get a pound of pork piled on top of two slices of white bread. I didn’t complain though. I simply picked up a fork and went to town. I was tempted to order their ribs as well because they looked so good, but decided against it.

One word of advice: be very clear about what you want when you get to the order window. Some members of the wait staff are a little sassy and don’t believe the customer is always right. While I had no trouble, the gentleman in front of me had a hell of a time getting an extra side of baked beans.

After eating, Dr. F and I went to find out whether downtown KC was all it was alleged to be. All told, it was okay but not necessarily a top 10 destination. The layout was nice and the people seemed friendly, though we did run into one gentleman who looked a little sketchy. He was either an axe murderer or suffering from the extreme summer heat.

Either way, we were lucky to escape with our lives.