Wilbert Harrison might well be a liar, but Kansas City’s not a shabby place to reunion with Ashley and Gina for the latter’s late fall wedding.
All told, a weekend of firsts. Laser tag on Friday, although as a rookie I never cracked the top-half of performers in any of the four games. And the highlight Saturday, as much fun as a Pony Express stop wedding can be, was a BBQ-fueled afternoon with new friends tackling notable firsts.
All visitors are required to enjoy Oklahoma Joe’s Barbeque (ironic, no?), a tasty gas station/restaurant. So delicious, in fact, that the line stretches outside of the gas station/restaurant at all hours of the day. Over delicious BBQ, the three Kansans and I decided we should continue the theme of the day, and crossed the street to a largely latino grocery store and each picked out one new item. Between the four of us:
MANGO
PERSIMMON
PORK RINDS
BOONE’S FARM
There's only one of the bunch that I'd return to, time and time again, but I'm still holding out hope that mangoes taste much better in their land of origin... And regardless of other firsts, any time you wind up with the weddings keg in your hotel bathroom it was a success, no?
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