"Big is the name of the game at Truluck’s in Chinatown. There are giant glass chandeliers, huge replicas of lobster tail they bring to the table for a pre-dinner show-and-tell, and enormous king crab legs that get cracked open on a tableside cart. But the seafood spot is lacking something even bigger: flavor. All of the food here is bland, like the overcooked South African lobster tail that even butter can’t save and the tuna crudo, which has no acidity or even salt. Skip the seafood and the dining room full of corporate types, and instead woo a new date at the bar near the piano where there’s live music every night." - Tristiaña Hinton
