Can I just be real, and vulnerable, and exposed with you all for a minute?
Kate and I moved from Kansas City to St. Louis a little over a year ago, and to be honest, a lot of things have been great. But one thing was really missing…
You see, in Kansas City I had fallen in love with a special place called Genghis Kahn. It’s a succulent Mongolian BBQ place in midtown near KU Med. Center. Wow, words cannot describe what one goes through when at “the GK.” Let’s just say, on a good day, you’ll leave with a massive meat headache. Don’t ask. But it’s the sign that you did something right – very right.
Well, ever since we’ve been in St. Louis, there hasn’t been a single Mongolian BBQ place to emerge its beautiful face. Not a single glimmer of hope. And trust me, I’ve looked.
That was until this past week!
Genghis Grill opened no more than 5 minutes from my church!!! It was delicious and brought tears to my eyes. And yes, the meat headache emerged. Thank you mucho!
In honor and respect of “the GK,” it’s no GK. But it is a true effort at mastering “the GK” delicacy. It’s a respectable pupil of the Mongolian way. And alas, I am well pleased.
Thank you for sharing this moment with me.