Our first gentlemen’s club food review at Spice of Life

Something I’ve thought about doing is a food review at one of the city’s local gentleman’s clubs. In this line of work, it’s important to leave no stone left unturned. Who knows where one might find the next hidden gem. So, I stopped by Spice of Life at 1021 W. Maple St.

The building has been home to many businesses, such as 1985 Arcade Bar & Grill, Burnout Bar & Grill, Raven’s Room and going further back, a couple of gentlemen’s clubs. Most recently, it was the very short-lived Mynt Mojito Bar.

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1021 W Maple St., Wichita, KS 67213
316-352-7026

Tuesday – Saturday: 2pm – 2am
Sunday: 6pm – 2am
Closed on Monday

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Only once in my life have I ever eaten food at a gentlemen’s club, and that was at the Pink Pony in Atlanta, GA during the Shockers run in the Final Four. It was probably some of the best wings I’ve ever had. Truth be told, it was following a day of binge-drinking and right after 8–10 shots. But if you believe what the rapper Ludacris says, he once called the Pink Pony wings the best in Atlanta on an episode of VH1’s Behind the Music.

Could I find the best wings in Wichita at a local gentlemen’s club? I was about to find out on a trip to Spice of Life.

I parked around back and when I entered, I had to pay a $5 entry fee and was patted down. Safety first! The gentleman working the door was very nice. I told him I was there strictly for the food.

If you go, make sure to bring cash if needed, as the ATM was out of service. Fortunately, I’m always prepared with cash (dollar bills too for the ice cream truck), even though Spice of Life does take cards.

It was a pretty slow evening when I stopped by. When I arrived, there was one other patron in the club, a couple of ladies at the bar, and nobody on stage. As a result, I felt it was safe to snap a picture for your reference. Ironically enough, the only other customer walked up to me, asking if he knew me. I didn’t but considered telling him I was Dining with Denise or Fert the Foodie coming in to do a food review.

When it was time to order food, I asked for a food menu. Nobody could find a menu. One person was so adamant about being unable to find the menu, they said, “I don’t know where the f*** a menu is.” to another employee. So, the kind gentleman working the door rambled off some menu items. He mentioned wings and catfish, and I said, “Let’s just go with that.”

As I sat there, I started to wonder if I should be concerned they couldn’t find a menu. Does that mean nobody else there has ordered food before? Moments later, I was glancing around and saw a menu board tucked away behind some bottles of glass cleaner. I told one of the employees, but was able to snatch a picture of it. That, you can find below.

No prices were listed on the menu and I was ready to pay whatever they told me.

Roughly 35–40 minutes went by, and my food finally came out of the kitchen, piping hot. I moved to a well lit area away from the bar and stage to snap a picture of my dinner. I received three wings, a piece of catfish and some soggy waffle fries. That total was $16.

And how was the food? It was certainly not the level of Pink Pony in Atlanta.

Unfortunately, it was the complete opposite. The catfish was paper thin and had a very bland breading that provided no punch of flavor. The wings were the same. For a club called Spice of Life, the food could have used a little of that spice. Everything I received was quite a letdown.

Perhaps there’s another gentlemen’s club in or around town that has better food. 

Here’s their menu:

Happy Dining,
Eddy