Candace B.
Yelp
That gentleman there, whose elbow you can see in the picture on this review here... that's my husband's friend, F. This is the friend who knows all the best restaurants. When we all traveled together to Vegas for an esports convention, he had already made reservations for between events at one of the best buffets. One thing you need to know about F is that HE DOESNOTMISS!!! F is my husband's gaming friend, but he's my foodie friend. This restaurant was one of F's picks. If you know F, you know that I could end the review here.
But because this restaurant was SUCH an experience, I will provide more detail. The restaurant itself is small, unassuming, warm and cozy. I should have known then that the food was going to be "bussin'", as the young people say. We walk in and immediately sit with our friend. I took a while to pick because there was just so many colorfully presented, amazing sounding options to admire and consider. Looking through the menu in the cozy restaurant filled with fragrant smells passing left and right was pleasant in and of itself. We settled on a few plates, and I quickly received my food.
Three words you will never hear uttered in this restaurant, nor mentioned in any other reviews are "small" , "common" or "bland". Every dish we got were all very generous portions, uniquely and skillfully prepared, and vibrantly flavored. I cannot express the experience that this food was. From juiciness to texture to heat and flavor balance, not one dish missed the mark. Actually it was so good that I could picture the chef scoffing at my mark and flicking it dismissively into the atmosphere. Literally, the only thing that kept me grounded was the amount of focus I had to out in to be able to use the chopsticks, because I was eating too eagerly to want to slow down and ask for a fork (also because chopsticks look cool, let's be real). I kid you not, as I ate, I studied (and admittedly, tried to mimic) the many different techniques with which I saw other diners use their chopsticks. I was being that weirdo.
Now, a word of warning. Many of the dishes have spice, but oh boy was it spicy in the right, warm and flavorful way! Still, if you're spice-averse, do yourself a favor and pay attention to the little pepper icons in the menu so you don't hurt yourself. I swear, there was this cute couple sitting next to us who didn't heed this warning, I guarantee it. The man was explaining what sounded like biblical history in the most engaging, relaxing, tenured professor type of way, but every sentence or so, he interrupted himself to let out a suppressed cough or attempted to smoothly clear his throat, clearly trying to not draw concern. After some time, he was able to rid his lungs of whatever piece of chili pepper was lodged in his esophagus, incinerating the poor soul's throat. Yeah, try to avoid fighting that battle unnecessarily. For a good five minutes, I tried to remember how to do the heimlich maneuver just in case (spoiler: I've never know how to do the heimlich maneuver). Told you, I'm a little weird.
Just know that when you eat here, you'll find yourself saying "thank you, F!" too! Whew, if it weren't for my stubbornness with the chopsticks, I would probably have eaten myself unconscious. And we just can't have that, because if I did that, who would do the heimlich on the professor on his next unfortunate encounter with another chili pepper? Gotta stay ready!
