Classic finds in one of America's favorite mall stops.
Charlie Chan meets Blue Velvet meets Barfly meet snuff film.
Lost in Translation meets suburban Holiday Inn.
Word is out on this joint: Dirt-cheap, good-quality Vietnamese served up by friendly folks.
You’re not a local until you’ve been Nankinged.
Possibly the city’s best Chinese.
Dishes like velvet abalone and melt-in-your-mouth pork make this one of the best Chinese restaurants in town.
Bad lighting, Buddha statue, red vinyl booths and the banging of dice cups.
Hole-in-the-wall Chinese joint with stellar veggie alternatives to the traditional meaty delights.
Three-story Chinatown landmark where salt-and-pepper crab rules.
Rosewood paneled walls and bamboo patio add to the sophisticated feel.
Google “Total Fucking Dive” and voila! Sam Wo.
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