Sunday, March 11, 2012

Gluten-Free Gluttons: Francesca's

Luke and I haven't had a date night, just the two of us, in a while. We had some stuff to take care of Friday, so we decided to make a night of it and grab dinner, too. We had been meaning to try Francesca's before I got sick, but hadn't gotten around to it, so when I saw they had a GF menu, I was intrigued. And skeptical. Really, really skeptical. How does an Italian restaurant have the gall to tell me their food is gluten free? But I went. Absolutely terrified of cross-contamination, but desperately wanting some delicious pasta, I went.

We had reservations, and thanks to Open Table I could put in that I had a food issue, and they would be aware of it in advance. So even though it was busy on Friday night, the guy at the host stand knew that I would be ordering of the GF menu, and informed our waitress and the kitchen.
I got a little worried when the waitress plopped down a loaf of bread at our table (hello, WHEAT), but she assured me that they used separate pots and the like to cook the GF stuff, so cross-contamination wasn't an issue. The GF pasta they use is one we've tried at home and loved, so I started to get a little excited. Also, we had split a bottle of wine, and I was starving. (Luke was nice enough to eat the whole thing of bread so I didn't have to be tempted. He's very generous like that.)

I ordered linguine aglio olio, which was pasta in olive oil, garlic, tomatoes and spinach. At $10.99, it wasn't super pricey, considering the restaurant feels more upscale than that. I was going to take a picture to share, but I accidentally wolfed the whole thing down in about three seconds. It was good, you guys. Really, really good. Like, ridonculously good. I refused to believe it was GF, so I spent the rest of Friday night just *waiting* to get sick, I was that sure I had to have been glutened. But I wasn't.

I can see this turning into a stand-by for us. Semi-close, with enough GF options that I could get variety (but I am pretty sure I will be getting the same meal. Possibly every day.). Not completely expensive, but high-class enough for it to feel like a treat. Plus, Luke's regular pasta option was apparently just as delightful as mine, so he can get his GF fill while I am chowing down safely, without having to make the mess at home of making two separate dinners.

You guys, I think it might be love:)



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