St. Louis Restaurants
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Matthew’s Kitchen
Matthew's Kitchen hits the spot between home-cooking and the fancier stuff. Located in the old Del Pietro's location, they're turning out grilled Caesar salads (use a knife and fork and you'll be fine) and good fried chicken. Doesn't that photo look like Grandma's table? We wrote about it for St. Louis Magazine, and you can
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J. Gilbert’s Wood-Fired Steaks & Seafood
Amazing. A chain restaurant in a mall, and the food is good. We wrote about J. Gilbert's Wood-Fired Steaks & Seafood in St. Louis Magazine. And you can read about it here.
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Gian-Tony’s
Once in a while, a dinner, even though it isn't meant to be a working visit, will turn out to be remarkable enough on to report back on. (Most of the time this means it's good. Occasionally, though…. ) And that's just what happened one late spring evening when, the weather being clement and the
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Remy’s Kitchen
We were long-time fans of Remy’s, and it was Joe’s go-to place for Clayton lunch meetings and latish-night chowing with visiting artists of various stripes. The mark of a classic is that it lasts, and new folks keep discovering the wine bar and the food at Remy’s. We wrote about it for St. Louis Magazine,
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Breakfast: Cafe Osage
Weekday breakfasts out:: A pleasantly guilty pleasure. And diners are fine, but sometimes a need or a desire for something more comes along. I still remember the giddy-from-lack-of-sleep happiness of breakfast at Balaban's after working a night shift at Barnes. And while Cafe Osage doesn't come quite up to that level of luxury, it can
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PM BBQ
Prejudices are really pretty nasty things. Pre-judging – because that's really what the word means – can eliminate some potentially fine experiences. That's especially true when it comes to food. I don't like artichokes can lead to "Well, that dip you just scarfed down was spinach and artichokes." I once had a brother-in-law who refused
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The Mud House
Antiques, Black Bear Bakery and Mexican food aren't the only things found on Cherokee Street. There's the Mud House, which belies its name in nearly all ways. You can read about it here where I covered it for St. Louis Magazine's Relish.
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Lorenzo’s Trattoria
If anyone wants proof St. Louis isn't as stick-in-the-mud as some folks claim, consider Lorenzo's. The moderately upscale restaurant on The Hill does what can only be called Modern Italian. That's in considerable contrast to its neighbors who, except for the Spanish-tabled Modesto, range from Italian delis to black-tie haunts of folks wanting what they've
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Atlas Restaurant
Is the greatest menu compliment "Ahhh! I want everything"? It seems to happen to me, and many of the pals I eat with, at Atlas. If it has changed at all since its sale to Bryan Carr of Pomme, it's become even more the French bistro. And that's a good thing. Clearly a regular stop
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Brunch: Three Monkeys
Remember the old Yogi Berra line, “Nobody goes there any more – it’s too crowded”? I did something I’ve counseled others not to do. I went to a restaurant right after it got a notable review. Three Monkeys brunch was featured in the recent restaurant issue of the Riverfront Times and in a burst of