I love smoked meat, and Wichita has some of the finest pitmasters (and mistresses) around. My husband discovered Official Bar-B-Que a few months ago, while walking our ancient pug down the block.
My plan for today was to talk about leftovers and what to do with them, but as I sat in my office Wednesday, typing and watching snow fall beautifully onto our patio, I changed my mind.
I took my mangled friend Teri to Fizz Burgers and Bottles out at 37th and Rock Road before her orthopedic appointment the other day, to cheer her up and to eat something good.