It was one of those conversations that most couples have from time to time, "Where do you want to eat?" Followed by, "I don't know, where do you want to eat?" It seems I have a growing list of new foodie places I want to try but they never seem to come to mind when I need them. Until about halfway through our tennis match conversation when I blurted out, "Boca!"
I couldn't remember where I had read good things about it, but I definitely remembered reading good things... and so we set off. It wasn't a long wait (even though it was a gorgeous Sunday morning) but I had a few minutes before we were seated to peruse the menu. Gluten free options would be marked with "GF" I was told. First of all, I don't know why it seems that every restaurant prints these GF's so small I end up playing a game of "Where's Waldo" but after a significant amount of squinting, I finally found a few. Not as many as I was hoping and really only a salad here and there. I shouldn't have worried.
We made our way inside and I was loving it. A big kudos to their interior designer, the large bar in the center was a beautiful anchor for the room and the small plants on each table and bright blue seats just added to the warm atmosphere. Our waiter arrived immediately and I set to warning him that I would be a bit of a pain, already amassing at least 15 questions. Fortunately, he was A-mazing and walked me through a ton of items (knowledgeably!) that I could safely have - modified or as is.
I settled on the organic spinach salad and substituted fresh goat cheese for the croquette (which was typically served with a coating of panko crumbs). The mission grilled cheese could be made with (delicious) gluten free bread and my subbed side (for chips made in a shared fryer) was a colorful collection of sautéed vegetables. Everything that came out was absolutely perfect, the presentation, the flavors and that pesky little no gluten thing.
I only have one regret and that is that I didn't notice their outdoor chalkboard touting their mimosas until we were getting ready to leave. The good thing is, I plan to go back!