Full disclosure: I want to live in Halstead one day. My boyfriend was born and raised in “The Biggest Little City in Kansas,” and during our relationship, I have come to really love the place.
Halstead has many things to offer, both seasonally and year round. Here, I offer a few ideas to start planning your day trip to this big little city.
You can begin your day with breakfast at Golden Harvest (240 Main St.). The portions are big and the prices are reasonable. Just bring cash, because debit and credit …

I love a good jukebox. The music changes, the prices get higher, records are replaced by CDs are replaced by digital music, but my love remains. This feature is designed to shed some light on Wichita’s best jukeboxes.
Jukebox #4 – Savute’s Italian Ristorante, 3303 N. Broadway
Unlike many of my favorite jukeboxes, this one has never received any of my hard-earned money. I’ve been lucky enough to be with my friend and fellow ‘box lover, Cory Harrington, who allows me to play my favorite songs on his dime. Before I give …

I did something different this holiday season: I tried to go to a movie on Christmas. From the moment I walked into the 13th Street Warren, it was clear that I was out of my league. I thought getting there 30 minutes before showtime would give us plenty of time to buy our tickets and get seated. Boy, was I wrong. Every movie for that time was sold out, most likely by people who were smart enough to buy their tickets online.
My companions and I drove home defeated, but I …

“New Year’s Day is every man’s birthday.”  - Charles Lamb
Yes, I’m one of those suckers who makes New Year’s resolutions. I’ve always loved a good makeover story and the New Year always brings out my desire for a fresh start. Of course, I’m not alone in this point of view. According to Health Net, around 100 million Americans make resolutions; however, about four out of every five people who participate in this annual tradition don’t see their resolutions through.
The resolution I made last year to work out more led to a …

The holidays are a breeding ground for alcohol-related cliches. Aunt Pat has too much egg nog and starts hitting on your boyfriend. Your mom gets into the chardonnay and cries over feeling unappreciated. The underage cousins sneak some peach schnapps and throw up under the Christmas tree.
This reality made me think: why should we have to do our holiday drinking in the presence of relatives we only see once a year? Why can’t Christmas night be a time spent drinking with friends the old-fashioned way: in a bar?
I have never …