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| - I suffer from a gluten sensitivity, and I am also vegetarian. Fries are also one of my favourite comfort foods (okay let's be real - foods in general), and thus my heart breaks whenever I hear about or see people eating delicious poutine goodness (and my tummy aches for days when I secretly indulge at Sneaky Dee's in poutine during drunken blackouts). So, upon hearing that Poutini's had GLUTEN-FREE VEGAN graving, I was jumping at the opportunity to try it.
I have walked by Poutini's a few times late at night and it always looks insane, and I concur with the other reviews that it's chock-full of girls much younger than me who look twice my age in teeny dresses, and guys with armbands tattoos (sorry if any of you have those). And that picture is not my idea of a good time. But the other day when I was very hungover and feeling very blue, my friend treated me to Poutini's and we both got to experience it for the first time.
It's a small, cutely decorated place with fun music. The three employees working were extremely helpful and kind in regards to my inquiries about the gluten-free, vegan gravy. Most of the time, people either a) don't know what I'm talking about b) don't give a shit or c) become aggravated with me despite my trying to be polite. But the guys at the counter helped me out, and even warned me that the gluten-free gravy was kind of spicy (they wanted to make sure I was okay with that). They apologized saying that the gluten-free gravy would take a little longer., but in no time at all, my poutine was up. I would hardly call five minutes a long time, and I thought it was nice they let me know beforehand, just in case.
The gravy was burning hot (which I love, I think hot, fresh food should actually be hot and not cooled down as if it's been sitting there for eons), there are ketchup bottles all over the place so I was able to partake in my serious ketchup addiction to my heart's content, and the place was quiet enough for my friend and I to take the only two chairs in there to sit on.
The employees even asked me how the poutine was, they were curious as they hadn't tried it themselves and wanted to ensure I liked it. It had a bit of a kick to it, but was not too spicy at all. They talked to me for a bit and then let me continue eating. I thought it was really cool they checked up on me to see how I liked it.
The only things I didn't like about my experience at Poutini's was the fact that there were only two chairs, and there is no washroom. As the owner of the world's smallest bladder, the latter was cause for concern.
I will definitely be back for more hangover, sad day food!
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