I get it – I really do. I understand that the idea of a BBQ joint accepting reservations goes against the very being of eating smoked meat slathered in sauce with bare hands and a roll of paper towel on the table. But when you want to eat BBQ at a popular spot on a Saturday evening, you’d better be prepared to wait at least 90 minutes, which is what we were quoted at both Q39 and Jack Stack. We had tickets to a concert later that night so we didn’t have 90 minutes to afford. And that is how we ended up at an Austrian restaurant, Grünauer, to celebrate my amazing husband’s birthday, thanks to a last minute reservation cancellation. It seemed appropriate to drink Dunkl and Kölsch and eat Jäger Schnitzel Vom Schwein (him) and Schulterfilet (me) seeing as how we both have austere German blood running through our veins. The drinks and food were so good that we didn’t even miss the BBQ we originally planned to feast upon.
After dinner, we headed to the more industrial part of Kansas City along the Missouri River to Knuckleheads Saloon, a blues-centered venue to see The Record Company and The Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band. We came across the music of The Record Company a couple of months ago and when we learned they would be in the area this past weekend, we jumped at the chance to catch their show – doesn’t get much better than blues-infused rock n’ roll. We weren’t familiar with The Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band before Saturday night but enjoyed their music – I’m now quite obsessed with idea of playing the washboard like Breezy Peyton. But The Record Company was definitely more our jam.
Since we live so far from family and will continue to do so for at least the next 10+ years, coordinating date nights take a little more effort (and money!) on our part. But the opportunity to spend one-on-one time with my husband away from our home is worth it. And sometimes parents just need to get as close to the stage as possible and listen to some loud-ass music in order to remind ourselves that we’re never too old.