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Hold on Eastsiders, before you get your Bradley Fair-purchased panties in a bunch about this post, you should know it’s the first in a two-part “duel” between a passionate Westsider and an equally passionate Eastsider. So while we encourage you to comment away about why YOUR side of town is superior, the East side will officially get its turn tomorrow.
I was born and raised on the West Side of Wichita and I’m damn proud of it. I know Eastsiders think Westsiders are all farmers and rednecks, but it …
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It was official: I was in a sandwich rut. I had eaten $5 ham and cheese footlongs one too many times. In the spirit of expanding my horizons beyond Subway, I decided to check out local sandwich shops to see what I had been missing. The answer? A lot of yummy goodness. I can thankfully say that I have moved on and never looked back. If you too are stuck, check out these alternatives.
1. Cinnamon’s Deli: With three locations throughout the city, you’re never too far from a Turkey Avocado Cream Cheese, …
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We’ve all been there. Friends or family come in from out of town and we scramble to clean our house and stock the fridge and keep our guests entertained. But the entertaining part doesn’t have to be difficult or expensive. In fact, there is a plethora of free or low cost things to do to show off the city of Wichita and have fun while you’re at it. Of course, you don’t have to be with out-of-town guests in order to take advantage of these opportunities.
Catch a matinee at the …
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Out of simple curiosity, I decided to count the number of houses I’ve lived in. Nineteen. I’m 23 years old. Needless to say, I was a child totally unphased by spontaneous relocation. As an adult, I’m intrepid. With all of this packing and unpacking, and the strange collection of homes I’ve claimed, it takes a truly remarkable location to make an impression. For instance, the cement-walled hostel I lived in while working in West Africa, or the farmhouse nestled between two sloping hills of purple wildflowers in eastern Tennessee. Or …
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There we were – one vegetarian, one flexitarian and one meat lover – ready to chow down at Zen Vegetarian Cuisine (3101 N. Rock Rd). Carly (the meat lover) felt a bit bamboozled. Somehow in the process of making lunch plans, Steph (the vegetarian) and I (the flexitarian – don’t judge) failed to mention that “Zen” was, erm, vegetarian.
Once we convinced her that her meal would be just as good without meat, we ordered an appetizer (vegetable tempura $5) and soup (egg drop).
The tempura was PERFECT. The selection of fried …







