To my city

·      The city that patronizes gooey butter cake – butteriest of cakes and provel the worst cheese ever.

·      St. Louis is the city where you can find the best draft beer in a couple of minutes but it will take you weeks to make your water drinkable.

·      It’s the city where every next guy you meet will swear on venison and will actually convince you that greens are bad for your health.

·      It’s the city where everything that is not dunked in lard cream cheese or butter is non existential.

·      Where you find the perfect mix of yuppie young libertarians and old staunch republicans. No one talks of socialism.

·      Surprisingly the best music scene ever – home of the blues.

·      The only city in US with old money, dying auto industry, and empty downtown with beautiful history but culture running deep.

·      The city with sky rocketing crime rate that puts Baltimore and Chamba valley to shame.

·      The city where every week there will be a new code for marijuana and you will invariably hear it. Even though you have no intention of buying it.

·      The only city where still your neighbor will offer you an apple pie and volunteer to collect your packages.

·      Where baseball is the only sport that exists.

·      With prettiest of parks and the best of hospitals.

·      With a summer that can put Chennai to shame, with a winter that can drive you nuts but two glorious months of spring and fall.

·      The land where you will be freezing cold in the morning and ready to start a barbecue by night.

·      The only city where tornado is fun and everyone starts “storm chasing” like they are waiting to pack for a vacation.

·      The city that has nothing to offer but still boasts hell rising real estate prices.

·      The city that I was so reluctant to like but managed to make friends and live in with some sense of belonging.