The place is brand new and supposedly the "Famous szechuan restaurant from L.A." says the banner in chinese writing. I would have no idea it said this but it's what my mom saw when we were originally set to go to BBQ King across the parking lot.
We should have gone to BBQ King.
We started with a cold seaweed appetizer which was mixed with cilantro. This dishes flavor had a nice pop to it because of the cilantro but the texture was mushy and overall- mediocre.
The appetizer of cold chicken with hot and spicy sauce was okay. It really just looked like steamed chicken marinated in siracha sauce. It was rather disappointing really... but what can you expect when the exact translation of the dish is "saliva chicken." (gross)
The spicy lamb soup noodles came out in a giant bowl with almost a curry red and yellow color to the broth. It looked really promising. But then, when you got a whiff of the soup, WOOOOO WHEEEEE! That's some game-y ass lamb! My mom and I each took two bites, and pushed it aside.
Her bowl of red braised beef noodles had very little braised beef and the giant bowl was really deceiving once you dipped into it for the noodles. I could have eaten a full 2 bowls of these portions in order to be full.
The restaurant is actually a step up in decor from most chinese fast food places. But... the waitstaff needs some serious training. Sure they smiled. Sure they took our order, but that was it. No checking back. And certainly no understanding of customer service when the food itself sucked. We sent back the lamb noodles and the waitstaff was totally puzzled. Like... this has never ever happened and they don't know WHY anyone would ever send food back. Even worse, the waitstaff didn't speak any english so outside of sticking my tongue out, squinting my eyes and pointing at the bowl of soup, they had no idea what was going on.
They still charged us for the lamb and didn't apologize or offer us an alternative.
We paid our bill and left.
Done deal. I felt really cheated and bad that the one time my mom and I get some time alone to have dinner together we ended up here.
The only saving grace is that BBQ King was just across the parking lot and a bowl of wonton soup there could chase these szechuan blues away.