I feel like I've been a bit neglectful recently, between work and dealing with the tyrant-like tantrums of my two year old, I feel like the only thing I have enough mental capacity for is to sit on the couch drinking wine while watching How I Met Your Mother. It's times like these that have me daydreaming about a vacation from everything somewhere in the tropics, Belize maybe?
For now I just try to look forward to getting out of the house for dinner, even if it means toting along my little one...I'm a masochist what can I say. I had the opportunity to try Golden Wok Cafe in Ardsley, NYrecently, a Chinese restaurant stuck in a mid to late 90's time warp, touting all of the standard Chinese fare you'd expect, with the added twist of having a gluten-free menu.
I've been to several Chinese restaurants with gluten-free menus before, but none of them captured the real essence of cheap Chinese food. They all tried to be high end or a step above the rest, but there is something to be said for keeping it real and serving up food that is cheap, flavorful and good. Golden Wok Cafe hit it on the nose for me. From the moment I saw roast pork with broccoli on the menu, I knew it was going to be exactly what I wanted. I didn't get a chance to grill them about their gluten-free practices, but I felt fine after eating there. Aside from the slightly elevated blood pressure, of course.
I pulled out all the stops and ordered a few dishes that I haven't had in forever, like roast pork with broccoli, orange beef and chicken chow fun. The roast pork had that characteristic pink hue, which brought back fond memories. The sauce was soy based, with hints of garlic. An overall salty and savory mouth explosion. The orange beef was wonderfully crispy and served in a sweet and slightly spicy sauce. I found myself wanting the spice dialed up a lot more because I'm a sucker for spicy food, but I still ate it like it was going out of style. The chow fun was the least inspiring of everything, the sauce was more on the bland side and while it was good overall, it just wasn't something I'd get again.
Our meal concluded with some canned pineapple, which I found to be kitschy, even though I'm sure they did not intend it to be that way. The kid found the pineapple quite delightful, which is a feat unto itself since lately she hasn't found anything else outside of screaming and melting down delightful, but I digress. :)
I walked out feeling happy, full and relaxed. Briefly rejuvenated by the healing powers of roasted pork, perhaps better able to handle the emotional roller coaster of raising a two year old. Or at the very least, confident I have a new gluten-free go to for Chinese. Sorry P.F. Chang's!