Two & a half stars.
I keep hoping there is food life in suburbia. A girl can remain hopeful, right? Tonight I was on a suburbia hakka hunt and I figured Brampton was as good a place as any to look for some hakka since it has a fairly ethnic population. So I hit up the Hakka Village on a very dicey area on Kennedy Road. As a matter of fact there was a bit of a police raid in the plaza where the restaurant was located. Okie dokie. On to the food.
We went with dishes I have already tried in some other hakka hot spots since they are the line by which all else is to be measured. I ordered the ginger chicken and the crispy beef, some noodles and a hakka fried rice. The crispy beef was on par with what I had before but after that it was all downhill. The beef was sticky and slightly sweet and I liked this a lot. The ginger chicken was gloopy (official culinary terminology) and not really very gingery. The noodles were bland and rice could have come right off the steam table at the Mandarin. The restaurant is non descript and the guy cooking was also doing the serving. Good thing there was only a couple of other people in the place the whole we were there.
The upside is that this place was cheap, cheap, cheap. A couple of Kingfishers and the food came out to $35 bucks, with some leftovers to go.
My search for really decent phone in suburbia continues. Fire up the GPS. On to the next spot.