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It’s been a year since I’ve lived in Kansas City, and now that I’m back I’m happy to report KC still got the juice. From Ruby Jean’s (Hello, Cherry-O) and Unbakery to T. Loft and Simple Science (I missed you, Compound), there are fruit and veggie juices galore. But lately I’m jonesing for Just Juice, the juice, vegan ice cream and snack bar at 1607 W. 39th St. The cold-pressed menu is inspired by athletes like Serena Williams, Mike Phelps and Barry Bonds. I’m about that Swingman: a green apple, kale, spinach, pineapple and mint refresher. Did I mention they have apple pie protein squares? Yeah — between Just Juice and staysnatched.com recipes — that’s what I like.
My name is J and I’m awkward and I’m black. It’s the truth but it’s not just my truth. Issa Rae made this statement when she introduced her character on the web series “Misadventures of Awkward Black Girl.” Now that same unapologetic awkward blackness is sewn throughout the scenes of her HBO show, “Insecure.” The show follows Issa and her California squad going through the same funky growing pains (relationships, career, the maturity struggle) that my friends and I endured as we walked that fine line between 20-something and 30-something.
“Insecure” airs at 9:30 p.m. Sundays. There are only two episodes left in Season 2 — but you can go back to the beginning on HBO and On Demand.
My year in Boston was a blast, and I discovered Finnish sneaker brand Karhu there. But I missed KC’s community of indie designers, restaurateurs and mom-and-pop shops. And Westside Storey is still holding it down for the city at 17th and Summit. In addition to carrying shirts by locals Charlie Hustle, Freelance, Sandlot, Ocean & Sea and MADE Urban Apparel, the store has its own line of super soft tees and sweatshirts: Bellboy. My new fave is a charcoal gray short-sleeved tee ($32) that reads “Middle of Everything KC.” Because let’s be clear: Don’t let the coasts tell you we’re in the middle of nowhere. We’re at the center of everything.
Bellboy has its own new flagship store in Woodside Village, 2200 W. 47th St. in Westwood. But I’m a Westside Storey loyalist.
I still count sculpt class at Core Power Yoga as an integral part of my workout plan. And I can’t wait to try Slay Back Wednesday at Sweat & Slay Studio in Grandview. But my newest must-have in the way of self care is SZA’s “Ctrl” album and Valencia D. Clay’s “Soundless Cries Don’t Lead to Healing: A Critical Thinking Guide to Cultural Consciousness” ($18). This journal helps you ask yourself critical questions (What shapes my personal beliefs? What are you defensive about? What does your mask hide? What is black shame? What is white guilt?) in an effort to raise both social and self awareness. valenciadclay.com
Cowtown is big on comfort: Extra Virgin’s poblano mac and cheese, walks around the City Market, the entire Peach Tree Buffet, a day at the K. But on my latest long days, I’ve been turning to my readers. I came back to work a week ago, and my inbox has a year’s worth of new emails (19,000+, y’all). I’m sure most of it is spam. But I’ve seen a lot of your hearts. So many of you sent condolences when I lost my dog Charli Brown. And many more of you welcomed me back with big, KC kindness.
Thank you. I missed you, too.