Jennifer Silverberg
I can't remember when we first went to Guido's. Probably not long after we moved to St. Louis seven years ago, probably on the recommendation of a city lifer who couldn't wrap his head around the notion that we wanted to live here but who figured we should at least eat well while we did. I certainly can't say how many times we've been back since then -- to celebrate a birthday with friends or to grab a bite when we've worked late and so many other kitchens have closed. We even -- and sticklers will want to note my bias here -- had our wedding-rehearsal dinner here, introducing Marylanders and Texans to t-ravs and Provel.Visit the RFT restaurant page late tomorrow afternoon or check back here Wednesday morning to see what I think.
