Hugh R
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“Mapo tofu in full beast mode, delicate, volcanic, unforgettable.”
(Wojia serves Hunan fire with a family-style heart.)
Wojia is more than just a restaurant, it’s a portal into Hunan cooking that pulls no punches. Tucked into Albany, it’s become a classic stop for my brother and I, who shares my obsession with fiery, flavor-packed dishes. Their mapo tofu is the crown jewel, it arrives bubbling in a cast iron cauldron, red like hell, topped with that unmistakable aroma of Sichuan peppercorns. It looks vicious and unapproachable. That dish is only something the brave recognize, a bold blend of fermented beans, pork, chili oil, and numbing Sichuan peppercorns. Despite the visual fury, the tofu is delicately soft and velvety, proving that great food can be both powerful and tender.
Wojia captures the communal spirit of Chinese cuisine with its large circular tables made for family-style dining. Not intended for individual orders, I like that. It's the kind of setup that encourages conversation, sharing, and a little bit of chopstick chaos. The vibe is both proud and playful. One of my favorite details? The menu features a photoshopped image of the head chef towering like a culinary titan, a lighthearted but meaningful nod to the strength and pride embedded in Hunan food culture.
Eating here reminds me that California cuisine isn’t just about local farms and fusion trends, it’s also about celebrating immigrant traditions preserved with fire, flavor, and a lot of soul. Wojia doesn’t tone it down, and that’s exactly why I keep going back. It’s bold, flavorful, and consistently delivers exactly what I want.