Sunday, December 2, 2012
It’s not often I eat my words, but last week I did it at The Jacobson (2050 Central, Kansas City, Mo.).
The Jacobson is billed as “a modern eatery with a vibrant atmosphere; yet evoking a sense of relaxed belonging and comfort” — otherwise known as a restaurant. If a restaurant has to call itself something other than a restaurant (gastropub, anyone?) and needs “yet” and a semicolon in the one-sentence description, I worry the focus is not on the food.
My first trip to the Jacobson supported that theory. It was the grand opening celebration, and I had the flattest shoes and least-sparkly clothes of anyone in the place. It was loud and the food was just bad — most memorable were the soggy fries; my cocktail tasted of cough syrup. Our server may or may not have dropped something on the table that caused a champagne flute to break into my water glass (he definitely did), and he either didn’t notice or didn’t care. I vowed to never return.
Fast forward six weeks.
After hearing that The Jacobson has “the best burger in town” from someone who I think has the best palate in town, I decided to give the place a second chance. I was pleasantly surprised to find that it no longer felt like a night club. We were seated quickly in a very comfortable spot, and our server was friendly and knowledgeable. And I could hear her, which was good because she told me about the $12 wine bottles special.
But back to the burger. Oh, God, the burger. The Jacobson Burger ($10), as it’s called, is fresh ground beef, pan-seared with bone marrow butter, dressed with short rib marmalade (yes, meat in the marmalade that goes on top of the burger!) and crispy onion straws. If that weren’t good enough, it’s all served on a butter-toasted brioche bun. It’s sweet, it’s savory, it has great texture and it’s just plain delicious. It’s probably also about 3,000 calories, so if you frequent clubs in shiny tops and high heels, you might want to opt for the Sweet Greens salad ($8) instead.
The Jacobson is open Sunday and Monday from 11 a.m. to 10 p.m., Tuesday through Thursday from 11 a.m. to midnight, and Friday and Saturday from 11 a.m. to 1:30 a.m. I highly suggest going on a weeknight.
Get crafty at the Honeytree Gallery
If your favorite sweater looks like your favorite sweater in that Velveteen Rabbit sort of way, it’s time to upcycle. Learn how to repurpose your well-worn warmest clothes into cozy winter accessories today from 4 p.m. to 6 p.m. at the Honeytree Gallery’s (504 E. 18th St., Kansas City, Mo.) Refresh Your Wardrobe Winter Workshop.
Winter workshops at the Honeytree Gallery are $20 and are taught by Honeytree Gallery owner and textile artist Kate E. Burke with Jessica Rogers of CartWheel (a retail store on wheels). All ages, skill levels and genders are welcome — Burke promises Honeytree’s crafty winter workshops are male friendly. For more information and to reserve your spot, visit honeytreegallery.com or email firstname.lastname@example.org.
Ghosty at The Record Bar
Unlike just about everyone in my immediate social circle, I have never lived in Lawrence. I grew up in a certain meth-ridden suburb east of Kansas City, moved to Brooklyn when I was 18 and stayed there until about four years ago when I returned to the Midwest in search of low rent and a big bathtub, and found it not far from Westport.
By the time I met Ghosty frontman Andrew Connor in 2009, we both lived east of the state line. So I don’t necessarily think of Ghosty as a Lawrence band. I am wrong, and I know this. People constantly remind me of my error when I refer to them as a Kansas City band. Even Wikipedia describes Ghosty first and foremost as “a Lawrence, Kansas-based indie rock band formed in 1999.”
Well, dear readers, you can catch your hometown heroes’ catchy-yet-comforting rock stylings at one of my favorite local venues, The Record Bar (1020 Westport Road, Kansas City, Mo.) at midnight Saturday. Doors for this 18-and-over show open at 9 p.m. The Conquerors kick things off at 10 p.m. and the Shy Boys play at 11 p.m. Tickets are $7 and are available at recordbar.com or at the door.
— By day, Kansas City native Emily Farris is a cookbook publicist. The rest of the time, she can be found eating food or writing about it. Find her recent ramblings at feedmekc.com.