Somewhere in North Kansas City, Missouri, there’s a pork tenderloin that has never once fit inside a bun, and it has absolutely no intention of starting now.
The Firehouse Bar and Grill is the kind of place that rewards people who pay attention to their surroundings.
It’s sitting right there in a brick building, with a sign on the window and a fire hydrant out front, and yet somehow it remains a secret to anyone who hasn’t been pointed in its direction by someone who knows things.
Consider this your pointing…