On the Flatlands Again

It's been a crazy week and I haven't had a single minute to blog about it all. Here's the deal-

Yesterday, Samuel, Peter and I flew into Kansas City, MO for an eventful weekend that started out by meeting up with these fun people-

No doubt you recognize them but for all three of you that don't read Coal Creek Farm, these are the founders of the Phillips family. They're the ones that disco like they're still in highschool, raise pigs and children on a Kansas farm, and once in a blue moon might blog about it.

Peter and Sam instantly made friends with Levi and Isaac. Peter declared that "we're exactly alike!!!"

Because boys....are boys....no matter where.

I asked April to pick a place to eat that would represent the regional food of this part of the country. She picked the absolute perfect place and I'll try to blog all about it soon. According to Anthony Bourdain it's one of thirteen places you should eat before you die. It was gooooood.... (Next- French Laundry!)

As good as the food was, the company was what we really came for. We had a great time.

Well, most of us did. We were missing a couple people, namely Mr. D. who had to manage a crisis at home so had to delay his arrival here in the Midwest, and Alyssa who I know is weeping and gnashing her teeth in Switzerland (by the way... have I mentioned that Alyssa has been in Europe for the past two months?) because she missed the opportunity to reconnect with her friend and cohort from our adventures last year in Oklahoma.

Our visit with the Phillips was short and sweet but I know we'll be back in this part of the country again in the future so it will happen again.

More to come!