When I started this blog, I thought I would be brutal honest about all my gf experiences with recipes, products and eating out. I was going to tell it like it is, take no prisoners, and name names! And then I had a crappy meal at a gf establishment and didn't know what to do. I really really wanted to like the place-honest; but alas, it was not meant to be. This was even my second visit as my first was only two days after the soft opening; and you cannot fairly critique when the staff is still learning the menu (even if it only consists of 2 salads, a quiche, and bagels with your choice of pb & jam or tuna) and the equipment (the debit machine was particularly overwhelming for the barista-"damn it! I create coffee, not cash!"). So 6 weeks later, my sister and I wander in for an early Mother's Day lunch. The menu looks more promising-hmmmmmmmmm, should I have the chicken pot pie? Grilled Tuscan chicken wrap? Pizza? I finally narrow it down to the grilled wrap- I haven't had a nice fresh wrap in months. I envisioned a simple corn or rice tortilla with a grilled chicken kebab or breast with loads of fresh or grilled veggies, with some type of sauce that would embody the "Tuscan" theme.
Sadly, this is not what I got. I looked down to see something that looked a lot like a samosa -oily flacky triangle pastry (was actually the wrap) with a yellowish (think curry) sauce oozing out. The only veggie I spotted were bloated white beans sitting in the sauce. Wow,that is so not what I pictured. Or wanted. It tasted okay. Not great, fantastic, so-glad-I ordered-it delicious -just okay. If I am looking for the silver lining/half full compliment-the entree only costs $7.95 and came with a small plastic-bag tasting spinach salad. I think what annoyed me the most is that I could have easily made something similar, if not better, at home (and remember, I am a self-confessed shit-tacular cook). I will say that the cherry vanilla cheesecake was fantastic; however, one can not live on cake alone (despite what the gluten queen Antoinette declared).
Will I go back? Maybe. I'll give it a few months. Or six months. Or just go for coffee and cheesecake. I don't know. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice.....seriously, shame on you! The truth is I can't name names because I am not the brutal take-no-prisoner kinda gal. I respect that this is someone's business AND that this was my experience - who knows, maybe I have incredibly high unrealistic standards when it comes to food. I really don't think that that is the case -at the end of the day, I just want to have my gluten-free cake and eat it too. Is that too much to ask?
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