On a balmy Friday night in downtown Kansas City, a mixture of single people, accompanying wingmen and curious spectators milled about recordBar. The atmosphere was palpably nervous — but with a trace of hope in the air, too.
“Bring back dating in person!” exclaimed Zoey Ramel, who has been single for the last two years. “Dating apps are like the worst invention on earth.”
Near the front door, a station with name tags and colored dots encouraged attendees to signal their availability. Green meant single. Yellow meant it’s complicated. Red meant you’re taken…