Good Eats

HOUSE OF NANKING, San Francisco, CA.

So we get into the cab and tell the guy to take us to Chinatown, it's dinner time. He ask "any place in particular?" We reply nope, any recommendations? He takes us to HOUSE OF NANKING and says "you're lucky, no line." We walk in to this hole-in-the-wall restaurant and are seated on metal lawn chairs at a table that is in a row with 2 other wobbly tables. Our waiter hands us 2 hand written menus in those protective plastic sleeves. Seconds later he returns with our water and ask if we are ready to order. We look at him perplexed. He knows it is our first time there and quickly snatches the menus from our hands and ask "what kind of meat you like?" We both reply shrimp. He writes down what he thinks we will like, including appetizer, and is gone. Minutes later he returns with our food. It is the best Chinese food I have ever had. I still have no idea what the dish was named. All I can recommend is that if in SF go to HOUSE OF NANKING and let the older Asian guy with grey hair write your order. When we leave there is a line.