OK I hate PF Chang's to begin with, so I had a feeling that this place was going to go down in cuisine history as a no go. Boy was I right. I started off with a Cosmo which was more like a Nause-mo. It was watered down and funky tasting and before my dear waiter who was a car salesman in his former life could take a moment to listen to my drink change, he brings back another. Well alcohol is alcohol and I needed a lot at the moment, so I indulged.
I had a hard time deciding on what country of Asia I wanted to dine from, so I decided to hedge my bets and go with maki and firecracker shrimp. I wish I would have ordered more maki instead and a side of edamame as my coworker did because my "spicy" sauce for my "firecracker" shrimp tasted more like maple syrup than anything. Blech.....maple syrup on bok choy. Some people claim that this one is the bees knees, but the next day I was ready to fall to my knees (in front of the porcelain god, no less.)