It’s been in the works long enough for this girl to work up an appetite as well as some pretty high expectations. Last weekend, both of those were more than satisfied when I got a sneak peek inside Rye, the new restaurant in Mission Farms.
With bluestem owners Megan and Colby Garrelts at the helm, I was expecting top-notch cuisine. What I didn’t anticipate was the gorgeous and comfortably unique environment that makes this dining experience about far more than the food. It’s a place you want to spend some time, settle in, and indulge in great conversation and down-home cooking. Let’s be real, a restaurant won’t make it without great food and from what I tasted at Rye, Chef Colby could sell this stuff out of the back of a van and have folks lined up around the block. Read more
It’s taken a couple of years, but I finally made it to Bluestem for Sunday Brunch. I was smack-dab in the middle of foodie heaven devouring the upscale version of some breakfast classics. At the same time, I was kicking myself for missing out on this goodness for far too long!
It seems like forever ago the announcement was made that a winery-slash-eatery would be moving into the old 810 Sports Zone space on the Country Club Plaza. So long, in fact, that when a wedding-like, formal invitation came by mail, I nearly tossed it in the trash not recognizing the name.
After a few days sitting on the kitchen counter (typical Missy style, by the way), I examined the address and realized this was the new restaurant that had been working to renovate the space for several months. The invite was for a pre-opening party, full of food and wine sampling. How could I miss it?! Read more
I shouldn’t have done it. It was the first day of big weight loss competition and I had a great workout and did some solid Christmas shopping that day. But as I drove north on Roe, intending to head home and cook up some healthy ground turkey breast, I saw the sign. It was right there…..my favorite Kansas City barbeque so easily accessible. I didn’t have to drive to the middle of those Kansas-side neighborhoods where I can never find my way around, or stand in a long line outside the front door of an old gas station (as cool as it truly is). Nope it was an easy right turn with lots of nearby overflow parking. Almost without consciously making the decision, my feet hit the brakes and my hands turned the steering wheel in for what I knew would be a fantastic meal!