One of my favorite activities in Kansas City (besides going to the WWI memorial almost daily) is pointing out the cultural differences between Kansas City and the east coast. Though it's tiresome for my loved ones, it keeps me alert and prevents early onset Alzheimer's.
An example from last night: I attended a going away party on a warm but breezy summer evening in a magical Swiss Family Robinson house. Young and old gathered to wish the great Frank & Sarah farewell and good luck on their journey to NYC. There was couscous, vegetables, salads and in the corner, a bucket full of pulled pork. Michael and I made tiny sandwiches and walked around with loose meat falling where it may. This would not have occurred back east.
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