Learning that the beef burnt ends are only available on the weekend, we decided to share a $30 three meat platter of pork ribs, pork belly burnt ends and jalapeno cheddar sausage, which comes with the choice of 2 sides. We selected French fries ad red onion rings ($1) up charge.

I thought all three meets were great. Smoked and well seasoned with a sweet, but slightly spicy rub. I didn't want to add sauce at all. The ribs were my favorite, but I would be happy to have any of them again.

The sides were only slightly less successful. I thought the battered fries were better than most and enjoyed them slightly more as I ate more of them, but I'm not really a battered fries fan. The red onion rings looked and tasted slightly different than sweet onion rings, but were still fairly good.

The platter came with house made pickles and pickled red onion.

There were two squeeze bottles of sauce on the table, Original BBQ & Spicy BBQ. They were both tangy, dark and slightly sweet. Kind of like a slightly thicker version of the sauce at Chef J BBQ. I wouldn't select it for most meats, but think it might work well with beef brisket.

Service was friendly & good and we were given go cups of our soft drinks.

Wolfepack uses a combination of oak and hickory wood in their oven.

We planned to have supper at Jong's Thai Kitchen in Topeka, Kansas, but learned that they are carry out only on Friday and Saturday evenings. It is the second time I have failed to dine here. The previous time they were closed with no sign or notice on Facebook.

I didn't really have a back up restaurant and those places I would have wanted to go to tonight would have needed reservations.

We decided on the fly to have a meal at The Pennant in downtown Topeka. We dined here at the second floor bar about 5 years ago, but this time we ate on the first floor where there are four lanes of bowling.

We ordered a half apple walnut salad for $7 and a bourbonater (1/2 lb. Black Angus beef, smoky Gouda cheese, bourbon caramelized onions, and house made bourbon bacon jam on a butter toasted brioche bun) for $12 with no sides. The salad wasn't particularly attractive or tasty. The burger was a little better, but not something I would choose again.

I had planned to get a soft drink, but looking at the drink menu discovered that a could order a vanilla shake with peanut butter whiskey for only $7.50. It was a real treat!

Dining room
 
 
 

Three meat platter
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

The Pennant

Peanut Butter Whiskey Milkshake

Our first stop was New Orleans Style Daiquiri's & More. There was little information available about it online, but I had seen a photo of New Orleans style grilled chicken (skin on) and red beans and rice which looked wonderful. We arrived to find that is a small shack with no inside seating.

Walking in, the nice young lady told us that they only have food at some point in summer. That chef also cooks at a fraternity in Lawrence.

Before we left, she offered us free samples of their premade frozen drinks. We shared small samples of the pina colada and tornado (dark & light run and peach schnapps). They both tasted very good.

The other spot was a little over a block away, Terry's Bar & Grill. This downtown place closed a year ago after 47 years, but was reopened about 6 months later. It is is a large place occupying two large storefronts and I liked everything about it except the men's room.

The men's room is literally 4' wide by about 10 feet deep. The small space has two urinals, a sink and toilet stool squeezed in with nothing separating them. You literally cannot get past a person at any of those. Also the door has no lock, so if you sit on the toilet you are right there by everyone.

Many items on the menu were unavailable, including Chicken fried steak, pork tenderloin and mashed potatoes. We ended up with fried chicken with French fries and Pork ribs with onion rings. In general the food was good. I started to say better than it looks, but that sound like a put down.

The chicken had a heavy batter, but I enjoyed its taste. I do wish it had been cut up. The wing was the one part that was separate and it was hard splitting up the remaining half chicken. The fries were well prepared for previously frozen crinkle cut. 

The chef/owner came around to see how our meal had been and we learned that he is Mike Babb, who my spouse remembered from the 1977 State Champion Highland Park boys basket ball team and the 1976 Grand State Basketball championship team. 1976 was the one year that the state champion teams from each division played each other for a Grand Champion.

Terry's Bar & Grill
 
 

Fried chicken
 

Mike Babb

The last time I had been to Bradley's, the only pie available was pumpkin. When my slice was brought to the table, it looked rather sad, kind of shrunken. The filling was less than half the height I expected. The taste was just OK. The server obviously knew that it wasn't right. I was charged $2, rather than the usual $4.29.

Today we didn't care for the catfish or club sandwich we had as main dishes, but were still looking forward to the pie. They were out of m y favorite (sour cream & raisin), and we ended up with rhubarb and chocolate peanut butter. Both were disappointing. They tasted like they had been sitting around for days and the meringue on the chocolate peanut butter pie had shriveled up.

It hurts to do this, but I am removing Bradley's from our guide to Unique Kansas Restaurants.

One fun thing about our visit. It was during the total eclipse. We could overhear the employees trying to figure out how they could get glasses to watch the eclipse, but they were having no luck. After I paid for our meal, I got a couple of pairs of solar eclipse glasses from our car and brought them in. As we were pulling away, a couple of the younger employees were standing on the sidewalk in front of the restaurant looking at the sun.

Club sandwich

Before leaving the neighborhood, I shopped at Weaver's Department Store, a rare locally owned department store which has been in business since 1857. I specifically went looking for Kansas Jayhawk apparel and found a fairly large selection that had different items than I am used to seeing at area stores. Unfortunately the nicer apparel ran $115 to $160, much like other stores. The nice thing was finding one rack of clearance items which were a little more reasonable.

Lunch was at Big Mill, a few blocks away. I had "The Lafayette," a Detroit style Coney Island with fries. Although it was a proper coney (a hot dog with chili, onion and mustard), it had only a little sauce and the sauce has less taste than I remember from the first time, two years ago. The French fries were covered with something white. I'm not sure what it was, but didn't improve them.

Next stop was the Robert J. Dole Institute of Politics on the University of Kansas west campus. It was an extremely windy day and a crew was working on the glass front door which broke earlier in the wind. Our page devoted to the institute is all pictures from 2006 and I want to freshen up the page. It actually look like most of the exhibits are unchanged, though today it was set up for a presentation by journalist Bill Kurtis this evening. Since his passing in 2021, there are no longer cards by the guest register to leave a message for the Senator.

Also on the west side of Lawrence, I took a few photos at the 1858 stone Grover barn. For a number of years the building housed Lawrence Fire Station No. 4, but now appears to be just used for municipal storage. The building is attractive and was used by formerly enslaved people on their passage with John Brown, but there is little to do here but take a couple of photos.

On the east side of Lawrence, I've long wanted to visit the Haskell Cultural Center and Museum on the campus of Haskell Indian Nations University. The center's operating grant expired five years ago and I just learned that it is open again. The museum tells the tragic and often infuriating story of the school's continuing journey from United States Indian Industrial Training School, to Haskell Institute. Haskell Indian Junior College and more recently the University. So much have that time was devoted to removing native children from their families and assimilating them in white America.

My final stop was at Haskell Indian Nations University cemetery where 103 students are buried. Since my last visit, the fence has been padlocked and also roped off to keep visitors even farther from the cemetery.
  
  

The Lafayette

Robert J. Dole Institute of Politics
 
 
 

Letters from Native Americans trying to recover their children