...You know that you're from St. Louis when:
people ask you where you went to high school, as if your entire identity is wrapped up in that little fact.
you like provel cheese on just about everything, especially thin-crust pizza!
you live for Ted Drewes in the summer and love to turn your concrete upside-down.
you expect the science center, planetarium, zoo, art museum and history museum to be FREE.
if the weather is even remotely nice, you head to Forest Park as if you're magnetically drawn there.
you have to remind tourists all the time that East St. Louis is NOT St. Louis - it's not even in Missouri!
you know who Big Mac and The Oz are.
you laugh at the foolish mortals who can't handle the humidity.
you love to go to The Loop (and you're proud!).
you're still crying that Lake Forest Bakery closed and you have to get your gooey butter coffee cake somewhere else.
you know that Anheuser Busch owns your town.
you think that deep-fried ravioli is absolutely normal (albeit gross!).
you wear red practically every day from April through September.
you drive effortlessly through any amount of snow, but absolutely can't function in a .16" of rain.
you can't imagine having to travel around town without hopping on the innerbelt or 40.
you see a church/synagogue on EVERY corner!
you read "The Post" each day.
you know that Wash U. isn't in Washington.
you still call the Missouri Botanical Gardens "Shaw's Garden."