I went to
Mission Chinese in Chinatown with the girlfriend and everything we had was fantastic. Particularly the Kung Pao pastrami, and Phil Collins. The latter is a specialty drink of theirs that's like a pan-asian white russian. Only ingredients i remember are gin and coconut milk, but it was like an alcoholic dessert.
We got there a few minutes after they opened and it was already packed, which may have accounted for the crazy long wait for the entrees. We got my entree after about 40 minutes, then another 40-45 minutes later got my GF's, but we were splitting them anyways so it wasn't a big deal. The hipster molestacheo'ed bartender could dial down the "look how little I care" act, though. After a half hour between dishes, I ask about the second entree and he say "Relax, it's coming." Okie dokie, dickbag.
Last edited by Thug Bubbles; 05-26-2015 at 10:03 AM.