Sorry to hear about your less than stellar experience at LTH. I, for one, have always been satisfied with my food there (there are other Chinese places I like more, eg, Ed's, Hon Kee, or Lao Szechuan) but, then again, I tend to order more or less the same thing every time: beef with Chinese broccoli served over crisp rice noodles. I've never found the beef to be stringy or tough, the gai-lan is always plentiful, fresh, bright green and just this side of tender (all the better that it's a little underdone, as it makes re-heating the next day not kill it) and the noodles crispy around the rim of the plate and yielding (but still firm) in the spots where it has had a chance to mix with the tasty, gingery sauce. I get a craving for this dish about 3-5 times a month, always betwen 10pm and 3 am (lucky me), and it's always the same, ie, good. The other dishes I've sampled over the years from LTH have been as mundane as shrimp fried rice and exotic as beef tripe in garlic and chicken feet in spicy sauce. None of the food has ever been below my expectations (which, in the case of the tripe and chicken feet, were prettty low to being with, and, true to form, I still didn't like them. More my fault than the chef's, though.) No, what pissed me off the last 2 times I went to LTH was the smoking policy, which seems to be applied at the owner's whim. I can understand a smallish restaurant not wanting (or not being able to provide) a separate smoking area, but, frankly, I wanna light up after I put away a goodly portion of my noodles, and there are no signs in the place indicating that I shouldn't. The last 2 times, though, I was informed that there is no smoking, even though I was the only diner in the place (save someone waiting for take-out) and, more to the point, that this IS A DIVE IN F*&&%^& CHINATOWN!!!! Part of the reason I go to LTH is for this reason (the fact that it brings me back to the beloved dives of the NYC Chinatown of my youth, in which one would often see the cook - the COOK! smoking as he chopped greens or butchered a chicken) and, frankly, I'm gonna try one more time before I find somewhere else to have my late night noodles. Jesus, no smoking in Chinatown?? What's next, no taking out the Racing Form and doing the handicapping for next day's action, or no clandestine drug deals in between egg rolls?? Utter bullshit, this is, which must be remedied with all due haste. Coughing,
Rebbe