by Jim and Melanie
The phone rang Thursday evening. It was our son. He had a three day weekend coming up. His other last-minute attempts to plan some diversion didn’t pan out. Would we meet him halfway, in Kansas City.
We’re not the most spontaneous people in the world, but we agreed to meet him on Saturday at a hotel in downtown KC, MO. It was well-located near the spots we wanted to visit. After driving through blizzard conditions for part of our trip, we arrived safely.
None of us had spent time there before, but we all had ideas of what to see and do. First on the list was the historic Union Station. As with many old city train stations, it had been a hub for both passenger and freight travel. The old building had fallen into disrepair and disuse. Efforts to renovate were successful, and it again serves as a hub for the city and as an Amtrak station.
Of course you can’t go to Kansas City without stopping for barbecue. Son had already eaten a full lunch of it, but was game to go for dinner, too. We went to Arthur Bryant’s for ribs, burnt ends, and a perfect potato salad.
Sunday began with a tourist experience of a different kind. Our son is interested in the brewing of beer and the distilling of spirits. He wanted us to tour the Boulevard Brewing Company plant. The tour included free sampling, so before heading there, we had a quick lunch of empanadas, arepas, and black beans.
Though naps were tempting, we wanted to take in two more destinations before giving in. In the 18th and Vine district, one building houses the American Jazz Museum and the Negro Leagues Baseball Museum. In addition, there is a fine gallery of jazz-related art, most of it two-dimensional. The baseball museum was especially fascinating. Anyone who cares about either baseball or the history of post-Civil War segregation could spend many hours immersed in the rich collection of photos, film clips, and memorabilia. No photos were allowed, but we urge you to visit if you have the chance.
The day was punctuated with dinner at a restaurant called the Vietnam Cafe. It is located in an old store-front building on the corner of two very narrow streets. Tightly packed tables filled quickly, customers wanting to assure their meal before closing time of 6:00. We started with a dish of beef pho, with delicate, aromatic broth. We each ordered a separate entree and ate eagerly. The flavors were balanced well and layered, without the heavy hit of soy sauce that often comes with Americanized Asian foods.
Besides the meals and tourist stops, we all enjoyed the landscape. Broad expanses covered with rail tracks, beat-down commercial districts, and historic buildings gave plenty to take in. Kansas City proved to be much more interesting and diverse than we could have guessed. Next time Son asks us to meet him, we’ll say “Kansas City, here I come!”
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I was in KC a not that long ago .. {I think 2012). Because I in a day early, I spent much of the afternoon at the Negro League Baseball and American Jazz Museums. Awesome!!!! … and I enjoy good BBQ, too!
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The baseball museum was absolutely loaded with information and history of civil rights figures and efforts.
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Sounds like a great spontaneous getaway!
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It was a very interesting and a good break for all of us. Jim and I had been thinking about how to get away for a few days. Though we still might work on that, this scratched the itch a little.
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It sounds like the perfect week-end. I enjoyed the pictures of Kansas City–the renovated train station is beautiful.
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I was surprised by how much I liked the city.
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The trip sounds wonderful and very interesting. So glad you were able to make the trip and didn’t get stuck somewhere!! The train station reminds me of the “Union Station” in St. Louis, Mo. While the Union Station there has been restored as well, it has been repurposed as an indoor mall. There’s still evidence of the old station in many areas and pictures line the walls, telling the rest of the story. Thanks for sharing your trip with us.
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Our son looked up Union Station to see how many there are in the country. He came up with at least 10.
I’m glad you enjoyed the trip, too.
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I love Kansas City, and have lots of memories associated with the place. I’ve had family there forever, and spent lots of time visiting as a kid. Later, I had my first real apartment(s) there, was fired for the first time at a job there, succeeded at my first “grownup” job there, and generally had a wonderful time.
I lived in an old house on North Main that had been divided into apartments. There was an old fellow across the street who used to sit on the stoop in the late afternoon and play his saxophone. And naive little me didn’t realize for a long, long time that the two nice men who lived above me and gave me tips about safety in the city might have been a couple. They both worked over at the Jewel Box Lounge. If we’d had the internet then, I might have gotten smarter, faster. đŸ˜‰
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You are really familiar with the city and had several firsts there. What got you fired?
The Jewel Box sounds like it was a happening place. You may be right about the men being a couple.
We were in the old neighborhood about 8 blocks east on Campbell to eat at the Vietnam Cafe. It was across from Holy Rosary Parish.
https://www.google.com/maps/@39.1092372,-94.5730413,79m/data=!3m1!1e3?hl=en
Interesting old streets barely wide enough for one car in places.
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