Sometimes, calling a new restaurant "a new restaurant" feels wrong. Not wrong in the sense of incorrect. Wrong like waking up hung-over in a youth hostel, not quite sure which former Soviet republic you're visiting. Wrong like rooting for a ball club that's not your childhood team. Off, odd, eerie. Whatever. Wrong.
This week I visit Sage, the new restaurant in the old Lynch Street Bistro space in Soulard, on the edge of the Anheuser-Busch campus. Check back here tomorrow to see what I think.
