I told the waiter I had celiac. He said any pasta could be made Gf. I said even the ravioli, gnocchi etc? He said, well not those. This continued for a while because I was concerned. I finally settled on something and as I was eating it realized it wasn’t gf. I’m mad that I didn’t ask for a manager because the waiter must not have communicated my allergy and just assumed. I’m sad. I want to like this place, since I loved it pre-diagnosis.
— Not at all
— Not Much
— Average