A tall, willowy gal greets you at the entrance. She couldn’t be any nicer.
“Do you have a reservation?” she asks. “I’m sorry, we don’t,” you respond a bit sheepishly.
“I don’t think that’ll be a problem,” is her smiling reply, as she glances over her book and the room as you spend a minute gazing at pictures of the ex-mayor on the wall.
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Take the old Champions/Taiwan Deli space in the Pacific Asian Plaza, spruce it up, expand the seating, and bring forth Shanghai soup dumplings and Jing Dong meat pies prepared to a fare thee well, and ELV will be at your door faster than you can say eight treasures in hot sauce noodle.
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As erudite, illuminating and incisive as our five six word review* of Old Homestead’s food was, the message didn’t sink into the wine-soaked sensibilities of some of our loyal readers.