Other St. Louis eats:
I tracked down this north-downtown place on Chowhound.com and wasn’t disappointed. Specializing in crepes, Rooster has the vibe of a slightly upscale coffee/sandwich shop. The orange juice was freshly squeezed, the coffee nice and black and the space not too crowded when we got there. The 4 year-old enjoyed his raspberries and cream crepe and I the “breakfast burrito,” which was, essentially, a crepe as well. Mrs. Show Me Eats’ “Rooster Slinger” promising andouille, fried eggs and potatoes over toast was let down by the clearly burnt gravy (which the wife smartly had ordered on the side). No attempt was made by the waitress to rectify the situation, though admittedly it was probably the whole batch that had been burned. Otherwise, very tasty, very fresh, and well-recommended. It gets really, really packed after 9am though, so beware.
Ignoring all sense – and other, more highly recommended places on The Hill – I ventured into Amighetti’s for their famous Amighetti Special sandwich. It was a fine sandwich that might have been made better with some real deli meat. This was piled with Oscar Meyer-quality cold cuts and a single lonely pepperocini. The sammich, while decent, was ultimately disappointing (and outclassed by at least four Columbia sandwiches). The absurd “classic” salad of tired, chopped iceburg lettuce and bad tomatoes didn’t help matters. The place was packed with other easy marks.