I’ve always been partial to our eastern metropolis, a condition explained only in part by my lifelong St. Louis Cardinals fandom. Tempermentally, architecturally, historically it always seemed more east than west coast – a reflection of my personal leanings, I suppose, but one I was cognizant of even before I heardthat whole “western-most Eastern city” and “eastern-most Western city” thing. It’s one of those cliches that fits very, very well.
I can admit that, but don’t want it to shade my take on their relative strengths and weaknesses when it comes to food. Both have plenty to offer, but St. Louis offers great restaurants, food magazines, a vibrant social media community centered on food, national acclaim and so on. This past weekend I had excellent, freshly-made pasta (Stellina), lunch at a handsome bar with great food and 50 beers on tap (Bridge) and finally, at 9pm on Sunday night, the best Vietnamese food I’ve ever had (Pho Grand). Hell, they were selling homebrew at the St. Louis Zoo. On Twitter it’s the same thing: St. Louis is a hive of food opinion and tip-sharing, KC is a bit of a ghost town. That said, it’s very possible I’m utterly full of shit (or that Kansas City is keeping its best bets secret). If I’m missing the boat here, please set me straight.
- I like JP Wine Bar and Bluestem. Jonathan Justus rocks.
- Barbeque is excellent, life-affirming food, and I have had some good stuff in Kansas City.
- I spend more time in KC than St. Louis, but rarely eat at restaurants – there’s a small sample size at work here.
- KC’s Ulterior Epicure absolutely knows of what he speaks.