Sunita Sanjanwala of Overland Park is co-owner of Primrose School of Overland Park, a private preschool with before- and after-school care and summer camp for young children. Sanjanwala has planted a raised bed garden at the school and incorporated growing food into the curriculum.
In my barefoot days, bullfrogs seemed to share with me every receptacle of water larger than a hula hoop. Living in a now-you-see-it-from-the-state-highway-now-you-don’t hamlet, I grew up with the booming midnight siren call — JuggaRUMP … JuggaRUMMMP — of the oversexed amphibian.
Patience fans the flame of interest when young gardeners visit a community plot.
New York Times food columnist Mark Bittman talks about his thoughts on moving Americans to a more plant-based diet.
Chipotle taps into Missouri Mennonite operations for fresh, seasonal ingredients.
Carl Thorne-Thomsen of Story is a regular at farmers markets because, “It’s always what I’ve done.”
An artist’s vision shapes eclectic Scarritt Renaissance community garden.
Cherith Brook takes on what it sees as an unjust system by feeding homeless guests, providing hospitality.
Kelli Bailiff of Kansas City, Kan., is a lieutenant with the Wyandotte County Sheriff’s Office and host of the weekly “Child Search” television segment on KMBC-TV. Bailiff was recently honored with the Law Enforcement of the Year award from the National Center for Missing & Exploited Children, and she has begun to record child safety segments for Radio Disney.
In Kansas City, where people are as proud of their tricked-out smokers and mega gas grills as they are of their Priuses or F-150s, practically anybody can grill a slab of sirloin or a juicy chuck burger. But who would be up to the challenge of grilling the entire contents of the Local Pig’s Butcher Box?
Baking bread is at once invigorating and soothing. You can take out aggression on dough, hurl it at the counter from a foot high and punch it with your fists if you want. You can’t hurt it. Or you can find a gentle reverie in the dough, squeeze its cool pillowy sides with your finger and rock the heels of your hands lazily back and forth in the center. The main thing is to find a rhythm and just keep going.
Former Kansas City Councilwoman Carol Coe is the director of Green Acres, an urban farming project at East High School co-sponsored by Kansas City Public Schools and Lincoln University. The school’s Future Farmers of America is selling vegetable and flower plants until they are gone.
When it comes to setting out vegetable plants in our area, the Sunday after Mother’s Day is the Goldilocks date: not too early, not too late. My experimental straw bale garden in Matfield Green, Kan., was laid out and ready to be planted.
You’ll have to shell out as much as $25 per day to wheel around Portland, Ore., but don’t fear. There’s much to do on the cheap in a city where living thrifty is living well.
A new exhibit at the Truman Library in Independence details the mistrust and misunderstanding Harry S. Truman and Thomas Hart Benton overcame to agree on a mural for the library and the story it would tell. It wasn’t easy getting to that point.
In the aftermath of the JJ’s explosion, one thought continues to cross my mind: This is why we need a nanny state.
My new Westinghouse Super-Speed Corox electric range has all the latest technology: lighted work surface, high-speed burner, built-in outlets for my electric immersion blender or hand mixer, regular oven, warming oven with removable stainless steel inserts, built-in clock and timer. And one more thing: It was built in 1951.
Fifty years ago this week, Julia Child’s “The French Chef” debuted on a public television station in Boston. The brainchild of California-born and French-trained culinarian Child, the show was audacious in its timing and revolutionized home cooking.
Want to know how far the sports rivalry goes back between Missouri and Kansas?
Nothing super-saturates summer like the Olympics. Seeing the world’s most beautiful bodies perform acts of strength and grace distills the essence of summertime: recreation, freedom and the great outdoors. Running, jumping, swimming, tumbling, sailing and spiking volleyballs, the athletes embody our inner child.
On the first night of July 1951, the Carthage Cubs shuffled onto rickety buses that would take them from Jaycee Park to the YMCA in Pittsburg, Kan. Their manager barked at them for losing both games of a doubleheader to the Pittsburg Browns.
Baseball’s All-Star Game will be played in Kansas City in July, and it’s a big darn deal. The city has been spiffing up, and really, so should we all. A whole lot of out-of-towners are here this weekend for the NASCAR race, and we'll be seeing a lot more in July. You don’t want to seem clueless, do you? We’re here to the rescue.
Today, The Kansas City Star Magazine takes a look at our city through food. What are the flavors, aromas, tables, fields and farmers that make Kansas City a distinctive place for food lovers? We were searching for seduction of the culinary kind.
My first thought when I got up this morning was: I don’t know how to do this. I don’t know how to let a friend die. Just a few months ago, Lindy Elizondo and I were gazing out over the Grand Canyon. We were on the “trip of a lifetime,” a 30-day rail pass from her New York and from my Kansas City to points west.
Are you really a doctor? I am. I’m a dermatologist. I did my undergrad and med school at Ohio State and Medical College of Ohio and an internship in Detroit at Henry Ford Hospital and my dermatology residency at Medical College of Virginia. My husband and I settled here about 16 years ago.
