There’s a place in Kansas City where people willingly wait in line on weekend mornings, sometimes in less-than-ideal weather, just for a chance to sink their teeth into what might be the most heavenly biscuits and gravy in the Show-Me State.
Niecie’s Restaurant isn’t trying to be fancy, and thank goodness for that.
In a world of deconstructed breakfast plates and avocado toast that costs more than your first car payment, this unassuming spot on Troost Avenue stands as a monument to the idea that comfort food should actually, you know, comfort you.
The modest yellow exterior with its distinctive sloped roof doesn’t scream “culinary destination.”…