The silence on the blog lately is due to the amount of food we’ve had stuffed in our mouths.
No. 34: Stroud’s cinnamon rolls
Guest star Josh Ridgway joined us for the ultimate in KC comfort food (that is, if you aren’t eating barbecue) at Stroud’s. I was already weirded out that the cinnamon rolls were the reason for going to the fried chicken establishment, but I’d had them before and knew they were delicious.
Josh zeroed in on the need to exercise immediately following this meal, but good luck with that. “This is not compatible with Project Irresistible,” was the actual direct quote.
Josh also helped me, a good midwesterner girl, supply Karen important gravy knowledge that lead us to be dubbed the Gravy Wikipedia. It’s important to know what white gravy is. We also watched a swan get chased by other patrons, the same swan that mysteriously disappeared when our chicken appeared at our table.
Karen was not impressed, which means we’ll have to sneak her over the state line from now on to avoid the throngs of angry Stroud’s lovers who would burn her for not loving it as soon as she saw the bride drinking a beer in her dress at the bar.
Here’s Karen’s soundbite “As a Kansas Citian, I think this is overrated. Good home style meal, but I don’t crave it. Cinnarom roll is good, but Clock Tower’s was better.”
My take? It’s Stroud’s, so it’s delicious. You can only eat there once every six years or so to prevent any possible heart attack lurking in your body, but that one meal will last you the six you need to wait.
No. 33: Smoked Polish from Werner’s
The week we ate at Stroud’s and Werner’s was kind of like “Meagan’s Midwestern Food Tour.” We drove around Mission, Kansas on a freezing morning, craning our necks looking for the cart on the corner we were directed to look for.
The Pitch said there would be a line, and sure enough. We didn’t have to wait long at all, there was just consistent business at the little stand with two high school girls running the counter and the cook running the grill.
Verdict: very, very good. I’m already thinking about next Chiefs season and packing a cooler of these guys to grill in the lot.
Karen and I both agreed there was good atmosphere, too, for a stand in the middle of suburban KC on a freezing morning.
We were told to go for the spicy brown mustard, and that was the correct choice.
We even got some samples out of the deal as we sat on the wooden picnic tables next to the grill: beer and cheese and Italian. The real deal polish was still better.
No. 32: Burger and frites from Westport Cafe & Bar
Meh. It was good, it had a good burger crust, the fries had a good salty disposition.
Karen’s immortal words: “I’ve had better.”
No. 31: Paletas from Paleterias Tropicana
What are the chances we got the popsicles in January? Even more so, what are the chances we’d get the popsicles on the 60 degree day in January? So that worked out.
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These were very tasty, and with a location on the Boulevard, felt very authentic.
Karen had vanilla with strawberry, which was a yummy combo of ice cream and popsicle.
Laura went the strawberry cream with strawberry route, and also agreed that these were damn good.
I had pina colada, and it made me wish it was really 80 degrees out. There were actual chunks of coconut flake in there, which sometimes made me think I was eating paper, but overall, exceptional treat!