Sunday morning, after the Trolley Run — a four-mile charity race along Kansas City’s historic Trolley Track — my friend and I wanted carbs, carbs and more carbs. And coffee. Unfortunately, the rest of our friends were going to one80, and after my experience there the previous week, there was no way I was going back — especially considering the extent of my hunger. Plus, I wanted to try someplace new.
My friend suggested Succotash, and I got really excited. I’d never been to the original River Market location — it closed not too long after I moved back to Kansas City — or the new spot at 26th and Holmes, but I’d heard wonderful things about both.
Kansas City, Mo.
Open for brunch Saturdays and Sundays 8 a.m.–3 p.m.
When we arrived, there was a line out the door. Apparently, many of our fellow runners had the same idea. As hungry as I was, I was more than happy to spend our wait time checking out Succotash’s wonderfully kitschy dining room, mismatched coffee cups and all. Even though we were told it would be 10 to 15 minutes, were seated at a cute little mirrored table within five.
After placing our coffee order, we asked our server if we could get an order of home fries out first. He warned us that the kitchen was backed up, but by the time he came back with our drinks — mine, Cafe du Monde’s chicory and Kristina’s, an Americano made with Oddly Correct beans — he quietly placed a big ‘ole plate of fried potatoes down in front of us. It might have been a previous mess-up — there were a few lingonberries on the plate — but we didn’t care at all. They also could have used some salt and ketchup — neither of which were on our table — but we didn’t care about that at all, either. We just wanted food to put in our mouths at that exact moment. And we had it.
Just as soon as we scarfed down our potatoes, our juices arrived. I was craving something green and had ordered the Lawnmower, made with cucumber, celery, apple, spinach, parsley and lime. Celery is my least favorite of those ingredients, and was the most prominent taste, but it was still wonderful… if you like that kind of thing, which I do. Kristina had the Ninja Sunrise, made with carrot, orange, grapefruit, ginger and beet. The juices were incredibly fresh, because they were made on site with what one server called a “pretty old” but “tried and true” juicer.
I can’t say either of us was actually hungry by the time our main brunch courses arrived, but that didn’t stop me from eating all of mine and some of Kristina’s.
I had the Swedish Pancakes, two crepe-like pancakes topped with lingonberries. I’d never heard of lingonberries before. They’re apparently a staple in Scandinavian cuisine, and seemed to be what would happen if a cranberry and a blueberry made a tiny little baby berry. My meal came with bacon and two eggs, which I ordered over medium. Kristina had the Banana Nut French Toast. It was delicious, but a little too rich for either of us, even after a run. The “toast” was really a banana nut muffin, split in two and cooked like French toast with some sort of sweet, buttery sauce on top that had the texture of gravy. Her meal also came with bacon and two eggs. The bacon was a little dry, but bacon is still bacon, right?
Even had I not been using my run as an excuse to consume far too many calories, brunch at Succotash would have been a perfectly pleasant experience. I can’t wait to go back. I just won’t order as much food next time.