We had two servers, the first of whom informed us nothing was gluten free, and the second of whom advised the salads were gf if you picked off the croutons, as were the sandwiches if you picked the fillings off the rolls/bread. Neither of these make a dish gluten free, they make a dish gluten contaminated. Adding to the charm, the owner or manager stood at end of bar with his cronies holding loud conversations in which every. Single. Sentence. had at least one F bomb. I will say, however, their (not gf) pizza is great stuff. We just won’t be back. We already know all the curse words, and we can’t risk gluten exposure.
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