I found this place after seeing a truck driving around the city and I made a trip to visit as my wife takes the train home and it could be a regular stop for non-cooking nights.

I have a tough time finding vegan food, for the obvious reason of not many places with good options, but also garlic makes me sick.

So, I go through my painstaking routine of reading ingredient labels were most thing here have garlic. I found a dish that did not have garlic listed on the label and I figured most people have specific diets who eat there and the people working there should be accustom to the "what's in this" conversation, so I asked if there was garlic just to confirm. She said no, not if it's not on the label. I thought, excellent! I start eating and half way through (it's hard to tell if there is garlic in some vegan food) I bit into a clove. I wasn't happy. I debated over throwing it away and just walking out, but I had specifically asked her about garlic. I went up to the counter and said that it did have garlic in it (thinking they may try and reconcile) and the girl just said "oh okay". I wait for her to maybe say "sorry for the mistake we'll get you something else seeing you ate only half of a $15 lunch". I was pissed (and sick the next day)! Most restaurants know what's in there food, I expect nothing less here. Chalk this one up as another place I can't eat at!
Updated from previous review on Wednesday April 23, 2014