The name is no joke. I want to go back to The Addiction Bistro for every single meal. I mean, do you see that gluten-free fried chicken with mashed potatoes, cream corn and gravy???
I can’t believe I just now made it to this wheat-free kitchen, where everything is made from scratch, and the chef is the nicest man in the world. But I’m glad I finally did. I met Chef Johnny two years ago at the CDF Conference and I swore I’d be in soon. But I get intimidated by parking in LA because I’m a huge weenie and would often drive around West Hollywood thinking, “But I’ll never find parking!” Yesterday, I not only found parking, I found nirvana.
My son did too with his Bacon Ranch sandwich (he got the gluten bun, but everything is available gluten-free)—
You guys, this menu is so filled with foods you never thought you’d be able to see outside of your own kitchen. I have to go back to try the gluten-free French onion soup, meatballs, chicken Parm, the homemade sausages and hot dogs, the homemade pastas, and all the PIE. It’s the most extensive gluten-free menu I’ve ever seen, and they even have a gluten-free IPA on tap! I mean, come on! And I haven’t even talked about the brunch menu….
My kids were totally in love with The Addiction Bistro as well and Chef Johnny sent out this to win us all over, yet again, gluten-free style—
That’s a chocolate chip dream pie, people. And while it was sat down in front of me, you can see my daughter shoved me out of the way.
I couldn’t even reach it after a few bites! Which I was incredibly grateful for actually, since we had just left Cedar Sinai where my girl was talking to a pediatric GI. Sigh.
She’s got some celiac symptoms and since it’s been two years since the initial test (that was positive, then not) we’re getting her blood panel done again. It sucks. But I am more prepared to deal with it now if it we get bad news, and at least I know she’ll have a safe, and incredibly delicious, place to gluten-free chow down if it turns out she did inherit my crappy genes.
I’m super stoked to go back (as I’ve said a million times before) and get some gluten-free goodness up in me again. Don’t be like me and wait two years to go. You’re smarter than that.