Let me tell you about the day I discovered that paradise exists, and it’s hiding in plain sight on a corner in St. Louis where the aroma of caramelized onions and bubbling Gruyère has been known to make grown adults weep with joy.
There’s something magical about finding a place that transports you across the Atlantic without the jet lag or passport check, and Brasserie by Niche does exactly that – serving up slices of Paris in the heart of Missouri’s urban landscape.
When someone mentions French cuisine, many Americans picture tiny portions artfully arranged on massive plates with prices that make your credit card whimper.
But here’s the thing about Brasserie – it manages to be simultaneously sophisticated and approachable, like that friend who studied abroad in Paris and came back cultured but didn’t become insufferable about it…