That store where they always have your size in your new favorite pair of shoes. The restaurant where they cook your steak just right. The bar where they always know your name. These are the things we love about our favorite local businesses. But what do you do when these places close? This feature is designed to spotlight some of those options.
Victory Sports Bar and Grill (formerly located at 2319 N. Ridge Rd.)
For several years, Victory was my Cheers. I would sit down and almost immediately a nice, cold Miller …

I’m not going to say I sound like a genius all the time. I don’t know anything about technology, modern science, or theology. I can weigh in on politics and philosophy, but only because those only require offering an opinion, and I’m sure you all know by now I have plenty of those. However, as an English teacher, I am required to be well-read, and this has been my saving grace in many a conversation of the scholarly sort. True, it’s not every day that you find …

I’ve wanted to save the world since I was about five years old. I had just had my hopes of becoming a fairy princess ballerina crushed, and I felt pressured to pick a new career path as soon as possible. Aha! Champion of Goodwill and Defender of the Less Fortunate. That’ll do.
A part of me wants to say that it took about 15 years for me to understand what an undertaking that title would be – that there are international laws I need to learn, trade policies, and third-world languages. …

Candy hearts and boxes of chocolate have lined the shelves of Target for months, previews for Dear John play every commercial break and your friends in relationships have started talking about their plans. Whether you love the holiday or loathe it, Valentine’s Day is here, people.
This year, I find myself single. Again. Regardless of my relationship status, I happen to love the holiday. I’ve had my fair share of romantic Valentine’s Days spent coupled up, but I’ve also spent plenty single – so many, in fact, that I consider myself …

Wait a minute, Westsiders! Before you drive your jumbo-sized SUVs off a cliff after reading this post, you should know it’s the finale in a two-part “duel” between a passionate Westsider and an equally passionate Eastsider and the West Side had its moment of glory yesterday. But don’t leave the debate up to us – be sure to chime in with a comment about why YOUR side of town is superior.
When I moved to Wichita five years ago, I settled into an apartment on the Northeast side because it was …