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It takes two to Bistango

After deliberating for days over where to go out to dinner on Friday night, we settled on Bistango on 29th and 3rd.  After meeting up with some people at the rooftop at Red Sky for a few overpriced drinks, we headed over to try out some gluten free Italian.  We sat outside, right across from the kind of seedy Tonic bar, but Nick could catch glimpses of the Mets game, so it worked out alright.  

To start, I got to eat bread!  Woot!  Usually I get to just sit there and stare at the bread basket, maybe taking a whiff just to taunt myself even more.  I’m not going to rave about the bread, as it really didn’t have that much taste.  If I could have slathered it with butter and jam it probably would have tasted pretty darn good.  But it was bread, and I could eat it, so I won’t complain. 

Nick and I split an appetizer of scallops with grilled pineapple: 

The scallops were good – cooked perfectly.  But for $13 I expect an army of scallops, not three little babies.  Wouldn’t get this again.

But then, the main event.  

I just had to get the gluten free ravioli.  Because, hello, it’s GLUTEN FREE RAVIOLI.  Hot dog!

I got the mushroom and ricotta ravioli with pink sauce: 

mamma mia

So delicious.  Nick confirms that you can’t tell that these are gluten free.  The pasta is perfect, not chewy or slimy, just perfect al dente.  The filling is cream and yummy and cheesy.  I could have had seconds and thirds.  

Now I’ve just got to find out where they get those ravioli, or how they make them.

Bistango, for the win.  

Get some tonight: 

Bistango, 29th St. and 3rd. Ave

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