"When the dry fry arrives at your table, it comes with the burning flame still roaring. And when the server opens the lid, you’ll hear the sizzle of the bright red chilis. The dish is literally telling you that it’s hot as f*ck.But the golden, crisp-fried nuggets of fish look so good, you ignore the warning. With each crispy, onion-y chopstick-full, it goes from a tingly dish to one that triggers impromptu breathing exercises. The relief is that theChinatownspot has a full bar and a citrusy tequila cocktail to temper some of the heat. Just just have three or four of them, and you won't feel anything anyway." - Candis R. McLean