St. Louise de Marillac
320 McMurray Road
Don’t be deterred by the long lines outside of St. Louise de Marillac. The people who run this are organized. You’re in good hands. I took my place at the end of a line that stretched way, way out the door at 4:50 on a Friday evening. As soon as you get inside you get a menu and a pen, so by the time you thread your way through to the checkout you’re already ordered. At 5:02 I placed my order, was seated and beveraged at 5:08 and had my whole meal, baked fish with Mediterranean topping accompanied by a slice of cheese pizza, by 5:11.
The Mediterranean topping—roasted tomatoes, Kalamata olives, capers, sweet peppers, shallots and fresh basil—is $2.50 extra and worth every cent. Also well worth the three-buck suggested donation was a pint of Killer Diller Pale Ale from Spoonwood. For $8 you can get a whole pitcher!
The servers at St. Louise are plentiful and young. Very, very young. The average age of the approximately 8,500 servers seemed to be about 18 months. (Note: These approximations came at the end of a very, very long work week and may have been colored by a small amount of work fatigue, but you get the idea. Lots of little, little kids.)
They are helpful—I was asked three times within five minutes if I had any trash—and speedy bordering on reckless. More than once I was in fear for my Killer Diller, but my order got to me three minutes after I sat down so I have no complaint.
One suggestion: Bring your own utensils. The fork I was issued was small and sad, unable to stand up to the force of a roasted cherry tomato. It gave out halfway through the fish and I had to get another one. But if weak cutlery and sometimes-blurry server kids are the only minuses, outweighed by the generous pluses of fast service, good fish, tasty toppings and Killer Diller from Spoonwood, then just bring your own fork.