

Hours
| Monday | 11 AM–10 PM |
| Tuesday | 11 AM–10 PM |
| Wednesday | 11 AM–10 PM |
| Thursday | 11 AM–10 PM |
| Friday | 11 AM–11 PM |
| Saturday | 9 AM–11 PM |
| Sunday | 9 AM–10 PM |
Address and Contact Information
Address: 2141 N Bradley Fair Pkwy #111, Wichita, KS 67206
Phone: (316) 358-0130
Website: http://www.firstmilekitchen.com/
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Reviews
Of course, this wasn’t just about food. It never is. People say “it’s about connection” or “shared experience,” which is a polite way of saying “we’re hoping the person next to us doesn’t turn out to be unbearable.” Somewhere between collecting ingredients, grinding, mashing, and pretending to know what we were doing, we started to form… something. Bonds, maybe. Or at least a mutual respect for whoever brought wet wipes.
We all have stories, and the stories, if you let them, start telling their own stories—usually louder than you’d like. But when food starts talking, you have to listen. That’s the rule.
Normally, I wouldn’t order something as dramatic as a tomahawk steak. The name alone sounds like it should come with a waiver. I’m more of a white meat person myself—something you can cut with the side of a fork, preferably while making polite conversation about how “tender” it is.
But when a slab of beef the size of a toddler lands on your plate, there’s a kind of social contract at play. You take a bite. And if it makes you feel something—anything—or even roll your eyes a little, that’s when you know. You know you’re either having a moment of culinary transcendence or heartburn’s gentle prelude. Possibly both.
At some point during dinner, the food stopped trying to be the star of the evening and graciously let everyone else have a turn. It’s nice when that happens—when people, not plates, start taking up the light. I’ve always loved smiles, some more than others. They shift, they surprise you, and sometimes, if you’re lucky, they grow into laughter—the unfiltered kind that makes you forget what you were pretending to be serious about.
The gnocchi itself wasn’t remarkable—solid, unthreatening, the kind of dish that minds its own business. But food has this uncanny emotional authority: more persuasive than family, less judgmental than therapy. I was reminded of that when a single bite triggered a full-scale revolt in my nervous system. No drama in the taste, just drama in me.
I stopped caring about the food and focused instead on the smiles, the laughter—some more genuine than others. But there was one laugh in particular that caught not just my attention, it stayed with me . It was the kind of sound that makes the room pause, as if even the ceiling fan agreed we should all take a moment. I just stood there, listening to the smile behind it. And in the end, I didn’t leave with a full belly; I left with a memory I’ll be chewing on far longer anyway.
Had the deviled eggs, short rib, halibut, meatballs, lemon and chocolate desserts.
We never felt rushed, which made for a comfortable, laid-back experience. The only downside was the service could’ve been a bit more attentive—getting drink refills took longer than expected. That said, it didn’t take away from the overall experience. Definitely a great choice for a casual and tasty brunch.
Big shoutout to the whole crew including Joe the GM who continually checked on our table to make sure we were enjoying our experience.
Pro tip….don’t sleep on the Woodford compound butter for your steak. Ho. Ly. Smokes.
Will be back!!!
Stopped by First Mile Kitchen for lunch today. Last time I was here, was for brunch. It was good, but I really wasn’t impressed, so I figured I’d give them another try. I ended up ordering the Sweet Chili Chicken Sandwich. It was beyond my expectations. The actual chicken on it was hand battered and literally a chunk of chicken breast. I especially liked the sweet chili sauce. It had that right amount of kick and was packed with flavor. The pickled onions were just the icing on the cake. And of course it came with homemade chips that I’m a sucker for.
My new favorite place for lunch is you guessed it, First Mile Kitchen. The sandwiches on the menu are first class, and average about $15. Today I ordered the Chicken Bacon Club. The chicken was grilled, which is fine but I kinda thought that if it was fried, it would have made the sandwich a ton better. Not saying it was bad or anything, it was actually pretty darn delicious. The bread was toasted and lightly buttered which was perfect in my opinion. Bacon had the perfect crispness to it, and the mayo kinda had a little Dijon flavor to it. All in all, I really enjoyed this sandwich, and look forward to trying more items on their lunch menu.
Another visit to First Mile Kitchen for lunch. It was my significant others first time visiting. She really enjoyed the environment and thought the establishment was on the classy side. That’s something I totally agree with. We ended up splitting a French Dip. Bread was made by them like always, roast beef wasn’t extravagant but still was good enough for my taste buds. The dijonaise was special. I’m not a mustard fan but this was definitely something to write home about. The Truffle Fries were basic and I wasn’t really impressed. But I did enjoy dipping them in the Au jus.