Let's begin with arrival. There's a homeless person working the greeting station. Ok, maybe she's only dressed like a homeless person. This tyedyed greeter will eventually look up from whatever she's doing, stop chewing her gum long enough to seat you, then go back to (not kidding) walking around the restaurant with menus on her head.
So, then, you've been seated. It turns out the wait staff is very nice and very professional. A+ here.
We tried the PF Chang combo for two. The egg drop soup was fantastic. Someone apparently dropped an entire bag of salt in the hot n sour soup. I'd avoid that. And the dynamite shrimp appetizer was dy-no-mite! Very yummy.
We should have stopped here. The clumsy guy with the salt was back again. My Singapore street noodles had to have enough salt to de-ice the roads in upstate New York for a full winter. Couldn't finish it. By comparison, the Mongolian Beef was less salty, but it's possible a bag of salt might be less salty.
I'd write more but I'm gonna watch the hostess put on makeup at the front counter now. *sigh*