Dimanche (That Means Sunday)

Welcome to this edition of Dimanche (That Means Sunday), a roundup of things that caught my eye this past week.

This week was a blur for me. I started recovering from being sick, celebrated the Fourth of July, and then I got sick again. I think this is my body’s way of telling me that I need to slow down and relax. I’ve been running around so much lately, I haven’t stopped to breathe.

The good news is, some of that running around has paid off. I bought a new car yesterday and I am PUMPED. My old car’s air conditioning broke, and needless to say, this was not acceptable in mid-summer Missouri heat. It made more sense to get a new vehicle than repair the old one so yesterday, I went with my mom to scope out new cars. I’m happy I went with her because she “drives a hard bargain,” as the car salesman who sold me my car said. He isn’t wrong.

This week, I’m looking forward to driving my new car, trying different recipes, but also, just taking time to *be.* After I write this post, I’m going to head to a local park and read for a while. It’s a good day to be outside and recharge.

Without further ado, here is Dimanche:

Earlier this week, I came across a long Twitter thread about airplane romance. Apparently a woman and her boyfriend asked a man and a woman to switch seats so they could sit together on a plane. Then the people who switched seats sat in front of them and hit it off. The woman tweeted live updates of their blossoming love. The story is trending under “#PlaneBae” and a couple other flight-themed hashtags. Check out the full story in the Chicago Sun-Times.

I’m a big fan of Nathaniel Reid, a local pastry chef who’s trained in classic French pastry. I enjoyed reading this Q&A with Reid in The Riverfront Times. I never knew that he planned to be a herpetologist before he became a pastry chef.

My friend Lyndsey Gilpin just launched a new website for her publication, “Southerly,” this week. The magazine focuses on Southern culture, ecology, and justice. I’d highly recommend checking it out, even if you’re not from the South. These are issues that affect all of us, whether we realize it or not.

Speaking of the South… I’ve looked up to Vivian Howard, a Southern chef and author, since I started watching her show, “A Chef’s Life,” on PBS. For the Fourth of July, I decided to make Howard’s recipe for blueberry cobbler. It’s sweet, salty, tart, and crunchy. Basically, it’s everything cobbler should be and more. Check out the recipe here.

Blueberry Cobbler

Did I mention that I bought a new car? I’m pretty excited about it, if you haven’t noticed. A big thank you to George Hobbs at Lou Fusz Toyota in Kirkwood, and to my mom for helping me wheel and deal (pun fully intended). I love my car. Yesterday I wanted to sleep on top of it to protect it, but then I realized that would be weird.


On the Fourth of July, I went on a leisurely walk through the Longview Farm Park with my family. If you’re in the St. Louis area and you want to go to a park that’s relatively secluded with easy walking trails, I would suggest heading to Longview Farm. It has a pasture and barn to one side of it and if you’re lucky, you’ll see some horses grazing there.


Last but certainly not least, France made it to the World Cup semifinals and I’m pretty excited about it. I couldn’t watch their match against Uruguay because I was at work, but I looked at live updates online. I’m definitely tuning into their upcoming match against Belgium. Allez les Bleus!

Here’s a song to start your week. It’s a remix of one of my favorite songs on Kacey Musgrave’s new album.

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Blueberry Cobbler

Blueberry Cobbler
When I moved back to St. Louis a couple years ago, I had some extra time on my hands. I was writing and applying for jobs but in my downtime, I was cooking and watching food-related TV. Somehow, I stumbled on “A Chef’s Life” on PBS.

The show follows the life of Vivian Howard, a chef who grew up on a farm in Eastern North Carolina, fled north as soon as she could, and went to culinary school and had a soup business in New York for a while. When she tired of city life, she moved back to Eastern North Carolina to open a restaurant with her husband, Ben.

There’s plenty to like about “A Chef’s Life.” It shows the ups and downs of the restaurant business, especially when you’re trying to own and operate a restaurant with family. It offers a good look at Southern cuisine and its origins by talking to people of different backgrounds and perspectives.

Most of all, though, it tells a story of homecoming and how redemptive that can be. Howard often says that she never expected to come back to the South, but now she’s there and thriving. Similarly, I never thought I’d come back to the Midwest for an extended period of time, but now that I’m here I’m reconnecting with Midwestern food culture and restaurants and more fully realizing my dream of becoming a food writer.

Last Hanukkah, my mom gave me Howard’s cookbook, “Deep Run Roots: Stories and Recipes from My Corner of the South.” I love the cookbook because instead of organizing dishes by courses, it sorts them by ingredients. Each chapter is devoted to a different fruit, vegetable, or item of produce that plays an important role in Southern cooking.

I flipped to the “Blueberry” chapter for the Fourth of July and decided to make Howard’s blueberry cobbler. I’ve actually never made cobbler, which seems strange but I guess I get distracted by other fruit desserts such as crisp.

Cobbler could be my new favorite fruit dessert. Essentially all it is is pie filling with cornmeal sugar cookies on top. How can that not be good?

The answer is, it always will be good unless you burn it. The whole point of cobbler though is to let it sit in the oven for a while until the fruit gets thick and bubbly. The cornmeal topping should turn the dark side of golden brown, as Howard notes in the recipe, to ensure maximum crunch and flavor.

My mom commented as I was making the recipe that it took a lot of time. It is a little involved but the good news is, it doesn’t require many ingredients and most of the steps are easy. The only tricky part is making a fruit syrup to coat the blueberries.

For that part, I’d recommend bringing the fruit juice to a boil then reducing the heat on the stove to low. Let the mixture simmer, reducing the heat more if necessary, until it gets thick and coats the back of a spoon. This will probably take at least thirty minutes and possibly an hour.

Still, it’s worth it because the resulting cobbler is so good, you’ll want to eat it all in one sitting. It’s sweet and tart, and crunchy and slightly salty with cornmeal cookies on top. I served my cobbler with vanilla and lavender ice cream, which I’d highly recommend. Ice cream and cobbler are made for each other.

In other news, it’s finally the weekend. Having the Fourth of July in the middle of the week made it feel like it started over again. I’m looking forward to a leisurely weekend with some time spent outside, as long as it’s not too hot.

Here’s a song to get you started on your cobbler or weekend revelry.

Blueberry Cobbler from “Deep Run Roots” by Vivian Howard

*I used Howard’s instructions and ingredients verbatim.


for the blueberry filling:
2 pounds of very ripe blueberries (imperfect fruit is okay here)
3/4 cup granulated sugar
zest of 2 lemons, removed with a microplane
4 Tbsp lemon juice
1 tsp salt

for the cornmeal sugar-cookie crust:
1 cup all-purpose flour
1 cup cornmeal
1/2 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp salt
1 1/2 cups (3 sticks) butter, softened
1 cup granulated sugar
1 Tbsp light brown sugar
1 large egg
2 tsp vanilla extract


Make the filling: Put all the ingredients in a large bowl and press down with the back of a spoon to burst about half the berries. Stir it all together and cover. Let the berries and sugar hang out in the refrigerator for about 2 hours or overnight, stirring when it’s convenient.

After about 2 hours, lots of juice will have leached out of your fruit. Strain the juice and add it to a small saucepan. Reduce the juice by half, or until it’s nice and syrupy. Add the syrupy stuff back to your fruit and stir to combine. It should coat and cling to the fruit like that scary cherry-pie filling from the can.

Make the crust: Combine the flour, cornmeal, baking powder, and salt in a small bowl. Cream together the butter and sugars in a mixer fitted with the paddle attachment until light and fluffy. Add the egg and vanilla and paddle to incorporate. Slowly add the dry mixture till it’s just incorporated.

Remove the dough from the bowl, cover it well with plastic wrap, and let it rest. The cookie dough can be made several days in advance. You could even make a larger batch, freeze it, and whip it out when you have some dying fruit or unexpected guests on your hands.

Assemble the cobbler: Butter you 9×11 inch baking dish and spoon the fruit velvet into it. Alternatively, if you have a lot of cute dishes you’d like to use, make sure they can stand the oven and go for it. What’s important is the filling-to-topping ratio. For every 1 1/2 inches of filling, you want 1/2 inch of cookie crust. If your dishes go deeper, just increase both using the same ratio.

If your topping is chilled, allow it to come to room temperature. Generally for something like this, you would be instructed to flour your work surface and roll out the dough, but for this recipe, that doesn’t really work. So just take your hands, grab a nice ball of the soft, kind of sticky dough, and flatten it between your palms until it’s approximately 1/2 inch thick. Lay that flattened, irregular disk on top of the fruit and move on to your next handful. The goal is to pretty much cover the filling without overlap but with very little exposed fruit in between.

Place the baking dish on top of a larger cookie sheet because, chances are, it’s going to bubble over, and that’s a good thing (unless I’m washing the dishes). Bake it at 350 degrees F for about an hour. The top should be on the dark side of golden brown with crispy-looking edges. Serve warm with a scoop of vanilla ice cream.



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Soba Noodle Salad with Zucchini and Carrot Ribbons and Tahini Sauce

Soba Noodle Tahini Salad
During the summer, I’m all about meals that come together quickly with the least possible effort. See: these soba noodles.

I love soba noodles in general. They’re versatile so you can use them in salads, pasta dishes, or really anything except dessert (although I’m sure there’s a way to use them there, too). But they are extra good in this dish, which takes about ten minutes to make but tastes like something you’d order in a restaurant.

The soba noodles are the foundation of the salad and the tahini sauce is what makes it shine. It’s nutty, fragrant, spicy, zesty, and not too heavy. It coats the noodles and the vegetables without weighing them down.

I wanted to spiralize the zucchini and carrot for this dish but my spiralizer is still packed away in a box somewhere. So I decided to shave the vegetables into thin slices instead. If you don’t have a spiralizer or a hand-held vegetable peeler, I would try to slice the vegetables as thin as you can with a knife. It will have the same effect.

I topped the noodles with cilantro and sesame seeds but feel free to get creative. I bet hemp seeds and mint would also be good.

This was the perfect dinner to make after a weekend recovering from a bad cold. I saved the leftovers for lunch today and I’m excited to eat them. I bet the sauce will taste even better on day two.

Here’s a song to get you started on your soba noodle journey. It’s a new single from one of my favorite bands, The Bad Bad Hats. I’m still reeling that I saw the lead singer in person while I was in D.C.

Soba Noodle Salad with Zucchini and Carrot Ribbons and Tahini Sauce


1 pack soba noodles
1 zucchini, shaved or spiralized
1 carrot, shaved or spiralized
2 Tbsp tahini
2 Tbsp soy sauce
juice of half a lime
1 Tbsp seasoned rice vinegar
1/2 clove garlic (minced)*
1 tsp fresh minced ginger
1/4 tsp red pepper flakes
1/4 cup warm water
sesame seeds and cilantro for topping


Cook the soba noodles according to package directions. Drain and rinse them under cold water and place in a large bowl.

Shave the zucchini and carrot and add them to the bowl with the noodles. Make the tahini sauce in separate bowl by whisking together the tahini, lime juice, soy sauce, vinegar, garlic, ginger, red pepper flakes, and water. Add 1/4 cup more water if you want the sauce to be thinner.

Pour the sauce over the noodles and vegetables and toss to combine. Top with sesame seeds and cilantro. Enjoy!

*I used 1/2 clove garlic because I’m sensitive to garlic, but feel free to add another half (or more) if you like a strong garlic flavor.


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Dimanche (That Means Sunday)

Welcome to this edition of Dimanche (That Means Sunday), a roundup of things that caught my eye this past week.

As I was preparing to write this post, I realized that I haven’t written a Dimanche post since May. I’m letting myself off the hook, though, because I was essentially traveling all of June. I got back from Washington, D.C. earlier this week and after spending 24 hours in St. Louis, I came down with a bad cold. Sometimes being on the road (or I guess, in the air) can take its toll.

The good news is, I’m on the mend and I’m back in the Midwest for a while. It used to be that I’d go away on travels and never want to come back, but something has changed this year. I start looking forward to coming home as much as I get excited about going away. It could be for a bunch of different reasons, but overall, I think it’s because I’m starting to feel more rooted in St. Louis.

When I was flying to D.C. last week, I saw a lake through the window (see above photo). I took a bunch of pictures because I thought my phone would tell me where it was when we landed. I forgot that when you have your phone in airplane mode, it doesn’t pick up geographic location.

For some reason, I had to know where this lake was. I posted a picture of it on Instagram and eventually, a friend of mine who owns a wine and food shop in St. Louis responded that it’s Carlyle Lake. I’ve heard of Carlyle but I always dismissed it as less impressive than other lakes, i.e. the Great Lakes, which I spent a lot of time around growing up. It was an exciting and humbling moment to realize that such a beautiful place is close to where I live. I don’t always need to travel far to get a change of scenery.

Without further ado, here is Dimanche:

I can’t stop talking about my meal at Stone Soup Cottage. Even though it was technically two weeks ago, I’m going to devote a little space to it here. It was a dream come true to eat there for my thirtieth birthday. Check out my review here.


A schoolboy called French President Emmanuel Macron “Manu” and he got PISSED. A little more than two weeks ago, Macron was greeting crowds and boy started singing a socialist song and then greeted the president as “Manu.” Macron stopped and chastised the boy. You can read more about controversy in Time.

This just in from France… French butchers have a bone to pick with vegans (it’s impossible NOT to make a food pun about this). Now they’re asking the government to intervene on their behalf. Journalist Pauline Bock sums up the situation nicely in this Guardian story.

I’m amped about Marcus Samuelsson’s new TV show on PBS. Now that it’s July, I only have to wait a little while longer to watch it. For those of you who are unfamiliar with Samuelsson, he’s an international chef who has been featured on other food-centric shows. His upcoming show, “No Passport Required,” will look at food in six cities in the U.S. Check out this Eater interview with Samuelsson for more information.

St. Louis is experiencing one of its freakish summer heat waves, which means that ice cream is critical to survival. I just discovered the ice cream sandwiches at Vicia and now I’m hooked. I wish I could have one everyday.


As I mentioned earlier, I spent a little time in D.C. last week. There are always so many good things to eat there but one thing that stood out on this trip was the steamed buns from Bun’d Up. You can get them at Union Market, a food hall and market in Northeast D.C. Read more about the buns in my Washington, D.C. post.


Last but certainly not least, Justice Anthony Kennedy is retiring from the Supreme Court and it feels like the world is coming to an end. I’ve been trying to find some light at the end of the tunnel but I haven’t yet. I thought this tweet was pretty apt. Hang in there, Ruth.

Here’s a song to start your week. Drake just dropped his new album on Friday and I listened to it as I convalesced in bed. Personally, I don’t think it’s his best but there are some gems on the album, including this song.


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Washington, DC

When I got off the plane in Washington, DC on Sunday, I texted my friend Rachel. I was supposed to meet up with her to go to a friend’s birthday picnic in Virginia. I walked through Reagan Airport (pictured above), snapped a picture of the giant American flag, and headed toward the metro.

“Every time I come here, it feels a little like coming home,” I texted her. It’s true. I only lived in D.C. for three years but it often feels like it was longer. I still have a lot of friends there and things that I like to do and see. Many of those things are food-related but I also enjoy going to museums and walking around. D.C. is such a beautiful city, architecturally and otherwise.

I went into a chocolate store Monday that I used to go to all the time when I was working downtown. I went to see the owner but she wasn’t there, so I briefly chatted with her husband. He remembered me and he seemed surprised that I was back in St. Louis.

“Do you miss it here?” he said, and I hesitated. A part of me will always miss D.C., even though it drove me crazy sometimes.

I’m happy in the Midwest but there’s an energy in D.C. that I miss. Sometimes that energy is galvinizing; other times, it’s flat out negative (see: the day after the 2016 election, which was also the day I moved). But overall, it’s a vibrant city with so much to do and see. It’s also filled with people I love, which makes me more apt to return. I’ve been visiting once a year since I moved and I’ll probably continue that tradition in the future.

Here are some restaurants and food destinations I discovered this last trip. I’ve also included a few old favorites. I think you’ll enjoy them as much as I did:

Kith and Kin

My friend Rachel and I celebrate our birthdays together at Kith and Kin on Sunday. Located on The Wharf, a new attraction by the waterfront in D.C., it’s known for its fresh, vibrant Caribbean food. I ordered the rouget escovitch, or a crispy fish with fried plantains, spicy peppers, red beans, and rice. It was the perfect summer dinner.

Dolcezza – The Wharf

After dinner, we walked over to one of my favorite D.C. spots, Dolcezza. It’s a gelato shop that has locations all over the city. The location on The Wharf has soft serve. I ordered the blueberry lavender with rainbow sprinkles. It cooled me down as we walked around the boardwalk.

Bread Furst

Bread Furst is my favorite bakery in D.C. They specialize in bread and pastries. I always deliberate what to order for a few minutes because I want everything. This time I decided to get a pain au chocolat and a macchiato. You can never go wrong with a pain au chocolat.

Bluestone Lane

When I heard that Bluestone Lane opened recently in D.C., I texted Rachel. I’ve been tracking them on Instagram for a while. It’s an Australian chain that specializes in healthy juices and breakfast/lunch fare. I ordered the avocado toast and it was delicious. The interiors are bright and whimsical. I sat there for a while, enjoying my lunch and reading.

Sababa Uptown

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I wish I could go to Sababa Uptown everyday but I can’t, so I’ll settle for the memory of it. Sababa is known for its fresh, inventive Israeli fare. I loved every dish (see the above slideshow) but my favorites were the hummus and the halloumi and dates (the first and second pictures in the show). You can check out more of my meal on my Instagram page.

Little Red Fox

I don’t always go to Little Red Fox when I’m in D.C. because I’m rarely in the neighborhood. But I stayed in Friendship Heights with my boyfriend so Tuesday morning, I walked over to the bakery for breakfast. I love their pastries but my favorite is the morning bun, which is sticky, sweet, caramelized on the outside but light and fluffy inside. I’d also recommend getting a coffee at Little Red Fox. The honey cinnamon latte (pictured above on ice) is one of my favorite drinks.

Union Market

I can’t leave D.C. without stopping by Union Market. My boyfriend had never been so I took him before we left for the airport. We tried the bao from Bun’d Up (pictured above) and it was so good, I almost cried. We got the vegetarian bun, a spicy beef bun, and a pork bun with pineapple. I loved them all for different reasons. I’d recommend trying them all.

For dessert, I reunited with an old love, falooda from Toli Moli. The pistachio rosewater is one of my favorite combos. It comes with a big scoop of vanilla ice cream and has chia seeds inside. It’s fragrant, sweet, and refreshing.


So yeah. Those are my recommendations for places to eat, drink, and be merry in D.C. (2018 edition). If you can’t get to them all, I’d at least go to Sababa. It’s one of the best meals I’ve had in a while, and one of the best I ever had in D.C.

Here’s a song that I heard at Union Market on Tuesday. I heard it while I was enjoying my falooda from Toli Moli. It took me back to the summer of 2002, a much different time in my life than the summer of 2018.

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Stone Soup Cottage

I heard about Stone Soup Cottage a few years ago, and when I did, I put it on my food bucket list. I always have a long list of restaurants that I want to try, but sometimes money or timing gets in the way. This year, the stars aligned for Stone Soup.

For those of you who are unfamiliar with the restaurant, it’s consistently rated as one of the best, if not the best, restaurants in the St. Louis area. It’s located in Cottlesville, MO, on a piece of farmland that’s isolated from more bustling towns nearby. You turn onto a dirt road to get there with signs pointing you toward Stone Soup Cottage. It’s a little like going on a culinary treasure hunt.

I stopped by for dinner last Friday with my boyfriend, who treated me to dinner there for my thirtieth birthday. I was so happy that I was able to share the experience with him, because as I’ve realized over the years, good food is best shared with people you love. Sure, I’ve had delicious meals alone and I’ve savored every bite. But there’s something to be said about enjoying a dish, looking up, and seeing someone you care about enjoying the same thing at the same time.

Stone Soup serves its guests in a large dining room in a converted barn. Walking into the dining room is surreal in and of itself, but it became even more surreal given my breathless excitement. There are high ceilings, large windows that let in lots of light, and elegant, perfectly set tables with shining glass, silverware, and a small vase with local flowers. We sat down and prepared ourselves for the six-course meal.

We started with an amuse-bouche (pictured above) with puff pastry, pheasant, and edible flowers. It was one of my boyfriend’s favorite dishes. I really enjoyed it, too, but more as a prelude to the rest of the meal.

We started dinner with chilled tomato and ginger soup with succulent morsels of Maine lobster and crispy fried green tomatoes. After that, we had a farm salad with niçoise olives and bayonne ham croquettes. The croquettes were filled with cheese and melted in my mouth. The salad was one of my favorite courses. Everything was so fresh and you could tell that the greens and vegetables came from the farm.

IMG_4512IMG_4508The third course was aiguillette of gulf coast red snapper with horseradish beurre blanc and bacon. It was woody, fragrant, spicy, and reassuring, but also light at the same time. We had an elderberry sorbet afterward to cleanse the palette and then we had mushroom tortellini with locally foraged mushrooms and housemade ricotta.

IMG_4713My favorite part of the pasta was the brown butter sauce. I could have eaten it with a spoon. It was nutty, slightly sweet, and the perfect compliment to the tortellini, peas, and mushrooms.

The last two courses were my favorite. I’d never tried chateaubriand but now that I have, I’m hooked for life. It’s the most tender steak imaginable. It melted in my mouth. We only had a small portion but it still satisfied me. It had shaved truffles on top and I wanted to eat five more of them.
I was worried that I wouldn’t have room for dessert but somehow, my stomach always makes room. We had madeleines, or French sponge cake cookies, with chocolate gelato, local strawberries, and a candied rose petal. I could taste the lemon zest in the cake. I loved the sweet gelato with the tart berries. It was the perfect end to the meal.
Another item in the meal that stood out to me were the lavender dinner rolls. They were soft, buttery, warm, and flecked with sea salt. I told my boyfriend that I could eat a bucket of them. Unfortunately I only got two, but given the amount of food we consumed, that’s probably a good thing.

Stone Soup was a James Beard semi-finalist nominee for best service in 2016 and I can see why. The waiters are attentive, friendly, and warm, and the chef comes out throughout the meal to present dishes and explain them to guests.

Even though you’re in an upscale environment at Stone Soup, you get the sense that you’re eating in someone’s dining room. Clearly, the chef and staff put a lot of thought into the meal and they want you to have the best experience possible.

I’m so glad that I got to eat at Stone Soup Cottage for my birthday. I wish I could say that I’ll be back soon but it’s the kind of restaurant that most of us only go to on very special occasions. Still, I feel lucky that I was able to experience it. The memories of the food, service, and ambiance will tide me over until the next time.

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Winslow’s Home

I went to Winslow’s Home for lunch yesterday with my sister for my birthday. It made me realize that I haven’t written about the restaurant yet. All that changes now.

I first discovered Winslow’s Home as an undergrad at Wash U. It was right down the street from campus but I never ventured past Big Bend (a cross street near campus) or past the Loop, a neighborhood near the restaurant. Then a friend of mine invited me and my boyfriend at the time to lunch there, so we went one day after graduation and sat out on the patio.

Winslow’s Home is a St. Louis institution. It started a while ago and it’s become known for its farm-fresh cuisine. The owners have a farm, Winslow’s Farm, and some of the produce from the restaurant comes from this source. Everything on the menu is seasonal, fresh, and delicious.

The restaurant also doubles as a store. There are artisanal products on the walls and near the register. It’s fun to take some time and browse before or after you eat.


IMG_4488The menu has changed a little since I started going to Winslow’s Home. A couple months ago, my friend, Chef Josh Charles, took over as executive chef at the restaurant. He’s changed the menu a little so some of the classic dishes such as the breakfast burrito are gone (at least for now). But he’s also added delicious dishes that are perfect for a summer on the terrace with a tall glass of iced tea.

When I stopped by yesterday, I got a chicken salad sandwich with grapes and a slice of hummingbird cake. It became a very southern birthday lunch, even though I didn’t necessarily intend for it to be. Oh well. Everything was fresh and flavorful and the chicken salad was amazing. I’m a big fan of grapes in chicken salad so this sandwich delivered.
One of my other favorite menu items at Winslow’s Home is the quiche. There are variations that show up frequently on the menu but they usually involve potatoes and greens. You can order it with a side salad. The salad leaves taste like the kind you’d find at the farmers’ market.

But if you’re feeling like going all out, I’d order a side of breakfast potatoes. They’re crispy on the outside and soft and warm on the inside, and perfectly flecked with salt. They’re a dish in their own right, but they come with most items on the menu.

Also, don’t leave Winslow’s Home without getting one or two things (or five) from the bakery. It’s near the register on your way to order, so you can’t miss it. It’s fully stocked throughout the day with homemade pastries. A few of my favorites are macarons, vegan breakfast cookies, and crostatas.
So yeah. If you’re in St. Louis or University City and you need a place to eat breakfast or lunch, I’d highly suggest Winslow’s Home. It’s also fun to go at night during the summer and sit on the patio once it’s cooled down a little. If you don’t feel like grappling with the heat, though, you can also order carry-out.

If you show up on the weekend, make sure to come early and have your group arrive at more or less the same time. There are no reservations so you wait in line, place your order, and then get a number that you take to a table. When it gets busy a host/hostess facilitates the process. The lines get can pretty long but trust me, it’s worth the wait.

Here’s a completely unrelated song. I heard it yesterday when I was hanging out with my sister. We’re both big fans of Bad Bad Hats and they dropped a new single yesterday.


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