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| - While walking down Wood Street last week, I almost came to a screeching halt. The sign in the window of Mandarin Gourmet almost flashed GLUTEN FREE GLUTEN FREE GLUTEN FREE at me like some sort of wanton (wonton?) Asian temptress. Gluten free Chinese outside of my regular relationship with PF???? Be still my heart.
When I got back to the office, I immediately corralled a couple of coworkers to get REAL Chinese with me the next day. Oh boy, it wouldn't be the Americanized version old PF dishes up, it would be authentic! I could hardly wait, the anticipation killed me. Oh PF, you'd never know (and I sure wouldn't tell you) I was thinking of straying from our steady relationship for another GF Chinese meal.
So the next day we giddily (okay, full disclosure - I was the only giddy one) headed into the somewhat dingy and dated space - I wasn't there for stylish decor, I could get that at PF's. Besides...it added to the excitement of living on the edge. Bring on the new stuff!
For starters, of the 3 typical soups, hot and sour, wonton and egg drop, only the egg drop was GF. One taste and I I was beginning to regret my errant ways. The soup was eerily bright yellow, tasted like dishwater and had an grease slick on top that rivaled the gulf oil spill. No chicken on earth has ever been a color that could have produced such a hue. (shiverrrrrrr) Did I make a mistake in straying? Should I have remained faithful to my trusted PF?
Still, the Kung Pao chicken tickled my fancy of forbidden delights - I looked forward to those familiar hot & spicy flavors from someone new and different. Soon, there it was right in front of me - a HUGE pile of rice creating a wall to corral a flood of crunchy peanut topped veggies and chicken. I'd ordered it "spicy, please" envisioning hot and steamy fun to come. Nope...hot it wasn't. I had to ask for something to kick up the heat. There was a fair amount of chicken amidst mostly celery and a few pieces of carrot - maybe some onion, but it wasn't really distinguishable, although one giant bottom of a green pepper was hidden at the bottom of the plate. The best part of lunch was the crunchy peanuts perched atop the dish.
Needless to say, I was disappointed. I know I have only myself to blame. In my excitement, I forgot how hard it is to find really good Chinese food, how before the GF issue the only 2 places I really liked were The Great Wall in Ross and Sesame Inn. Lesson learned. ANY gf Chinese food is not the same as GOOD and reliable gf Chinese food.
Hey PF! I didn't really cheat on you, it wasn't the real thing...it was just a silly momentary fling. Will you take me back? You know I can't live without you....or your lovely lettuce wraps!
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