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| - We dined here last night on a whim (after carefully searching through Yelp and Urbanspoon, of course), and have decided this is the go-to location for noodle soups.
For ~$4.99, I got a bowl of seemingly endless noodles topped with the most interesting cut of barbeque duck that I have ever laid eyes on. I wouldn't count this so much of a 'complaint', than as a 'ponder'... but the cut was along the ribcage, and all the 'slices' of duck were attached by the ribs. Therefore, this would lead me to believe that this was the Mr. Duckie's back. But for $4.99, I'm not feeling particularly malicious about it. Particularly because the barbeque was excellent (though not exactly piping hot- which has been mentioned by previous reviewers).
The broth in the soups are wonderful. Not too salty or msg-rific, but flavourful. In many Chinese restaurants I usually find their soup broths really meeeh. Not so here- they actually season it.
So the food is really 'A-OK'. What isn't 'A-OK' (and really I would have rather done two and a half stars, but I've rounded up) is 1. the service and 2. the seating arrangement.
When I go to a Chinatown anywhere, I always expect to be treated like utter shit. But honestly, my boyfriend had to sit there with his hand up, like in grade school, to get a server's attention for 10 seconds. And 10 seconds was about all we got at one time. It also wasn't clear WHO was our server. The woman who seated us? The woman who took our order? The woman who brought our order? The woman who re-filled our tea? The woman who slapped the cheque on the table? Who am I to flag down, for chrissake!?
As for the seating arrangement... my boyfriend and I endured a lady's conversation with her friend about so-and-so's wedding for the better part of 45 minutes because they were seated a foot away from us. That close, and you feel as if you ought to be part of the conversation, and it's rude if you don't answer!
An inside 'Don't Look Like a Retarded Whitey' tip: if you're going to order donuts... just order 1. Because if you order 2, the server brings two mountainous plates of chopped-up donut bits. We took a lot of it home, of course... but it looked a little odd. "Do you have any... dipping sauce?" **Strange look, shakes head 'No, stupid! **
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