by Ian Froeb
This week I visit Southwest Diner (6803 Southwest Avenue; 314-260-7244), the new breakfast and lunch spot in the city's Ellendale neighborhood featuring -- what else? -- Southwestern cuisine.
A diner accrues character over time, a patina of grease and cigarette smoke and coffee stains. A new diner can only be a "diner" -- a travesty of chrome fixtures and the fake front end of a '57 Chevy, a jukebox loaded with tunes recorded before most of its patrons were born.
Or so I always believed. Yet as I lingered over a cup of coffee and a slice of sweet, tart lime-meringue pie at the Southwest Diner on a recent afternoon, I found it difficult to reconcile the fact that the place isn't yet three months old.
Southwest gets the classic diner details just right.
Visit Gut Check tomorrow to read the complete review and view Jennifer Silverberg's slideshow of the restaurant.