Earlier this month, we asked: Which Kansas City restaurant do you miss the most? Which restaurant or meal do you wish were still around?
Piece of cake, right? KCtoday readers sent us food for thought — let’s stroll down memory lane, because we love a moment of local nostalgia.
Houston’s
Over its 30-year tenure, the national chain ingratiated itself into hometown staple-status thanks to its quality American grill fare (and those unforgettable chicken strips). Its long-time Plaza location closed in 2017 due to lease disagreements, but new ownership may mean a second chance.
Reader Christie G. laments the prime rib sandwich that got her through three pregnancies, while Connie M. can still taste its sunbelt salad and skinny fries.
Stephenson’s Old Apple Farm Restaurant
The Independence orchard serving apple fritters and fresh cider by the barrel will soon live on atop grocery store shelves. Reader S. W. misses its country chic decor, mouthwatering brisket, and homemade peach margaritas "....what more is there to say except, Stephenson’s, I hope I find you in heaven.”
The Wishbone
It’s where the name brand salad dressing got its start, and where reader Mary Jo M. shared countless birthday dinners over “the lightest, sweetest vanilla white cake with incredible piped frosting [...] topped with a sparkler.”
Peppercorn Duck Club
The Hyatt Regency Crown Center establishment offered a classic fine dining experience that was best known for its... you guessed it... duck. For readers Karen F. and Cindy M., its chocolate dessert bar can never be beat. “The smell of the Garlic Bread being fried throughout the restaurant will always be a favorite memory,” said John B.
Antoine’s on the Boulevard
Reader Casey C. touted the “booze soaked watermelon loaded fruit and tonka trucks full of shrimp,” but what made the Italian eatery special seems to have been its unique touches: a ring pop for every kid, a flower for every lady, and “a sucker for every guy paying the bill,” according to Keith A.
Beignet
“Standing in line on a Saturday morning in the River Market was absolutely worth it to devour a Mr. Crab stuffed beignet with a side of Cajun aioli,” recalls reader Beth O. — and we couldn’t agree more.
Y’all understood the assignment.
