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My follow-up review for this restaurant. Read my previous review for this restaurant here

We got seated in the more-fancy section (perch and squid?) but asked for the burgers-and-salad menu. Instead of any kind of disdain, the waitress was totally sweet about it.
Annnd we ate well.

Oh, I should add that I had the “Bubbles” flight of wines (18 ounces of bubbly wines) and I was giggling for hours afterwards. Highly recommended.

if the party you’re at on thursday through saturday dies down, antonio’s is the place to go, ’cause most likely there will be more happy drunk people there than the party you left. there needs to be one closer to holyoke.

oh, paul & elizabeth’s, i love you so hard. you’re all the healthfulness i can’t get in the dorms. seaweed salad? broccoli saute? and you pull it off with such finesse. you’re a badass and you know it. rawk on.

If you know Evanston, I don’t need to explain what an aging hippie joint this is. If you’re not familiar with the area, I won’t explain, because I couldn’t do it justice.

This isn’t a bad restaurant, but it is one of those restaurants that gives veggie places a bad name. The decor’s mediocre, the service is mediocre, the food’s mediocre, the desserts are mediocre until you get to the vegan ones – then they’re just plain bad. (I ate a dessert there that consisted of sesame seeds and glue. I literally could not bite it or break it.) Meat eaters then say, “Oh, vegetarianism is boring.” It’s not vegetarianism’s fault: there’s just no sense of enthusiasm or happiness at BFC. If that’s asking too much, I’ll give that sesame glue stick another go.