Gary Armstrong
Google
A revolting dining experience from start to finish.
We endured a soul-crushing 45-minute wait, watching as a couple who arrived after us ordered, ate, and left before our food even hit the table. When it finally did, we almost wished it hadn’t.
The seafood pasta looked like it had been brutally assaulted in the kitchen—the salmon was mangled and mashed beyond recognition, while the pasta itself was an overboiled, pasty mess
that clung together in a sad, starchy lump. The chips were stale, lifeless, and tasted like they’d been fried in week-old oil.
Then came the vermicelli beef salad—a total abomination. The noodles were raw, stiff, and utterly inedible, a disgrace to Vietnamese cuisine. Worse, the dish had a stray black hair tangled into it and a mystery piece of fish contaminating the bowl, as if the kitchen just threw whatever scraps they had lying around onto our plate.
By the time we choked down what little we could stomach, the bill arrived like a final insult—$71 for this lazy, incompetent mess, padded with a 10% weekend surcharge and an extra card fee.
This place is an absolute dump. The food is negligent, the service is a joke, and the prices are daylight robbery. Eat here if you enjoy disappointment and disgust. Otherwise, run.