Eating Las Vegas has often wondered whether Vietnamese food in America is the ultimate revenge for that little dust-up we caused there in the 60s. They could never hope to outgun us, the thinking goes, so the expats figured they’d bore us to death with their cuisine.
Archive for the ‘Spring Mountain Road’
ELV update: Since posting this review, we’ve returned to 1900 Asian Cuisine twice and encountered laughably poor service on both occasions, as documented in our “Letters of the Month-Hospitality Hell” post above. (It was atrocious even as measured against the relatively low bar set by ethnic Chinese restaurants in general.) As a result of these unfortunate experiences — ranging from a non-existent waitstaff to half our order being unavailable or forgotten about — we can no longer recommend the restaurant. For the masochists among you, read on and let us know if things change.
In celebration of the Year of the Horse, we at ELV thought we’d do a little celebrating of our own by proclaiming the the new holder of the coveted “Best Chinese Restaurant in Town” title.
That chef is always at the stoves.
It’s good for you.
It’s as vegetarian or meat-centric as you want it to be.
It’s as spicy or tame as you desire.
It’s open all the time, i.e. throughout the day.
The service is unfailingly sweet and efficient.
It’s got food that isn’t fancy.
In fact, a lot of it looks like this:
Here’s a typical conversation ELV often has with his fellow food writers when discussing Chinatown:
Food Writer #1 (puffed up with his usual arrogance): “Have you been to (name any place on or alongside Spring Mountain Road)? My Chinese friends come here all the time, and I consider it the best blah blah blah….”
ELV: “Yeah, I was there the week they opened, and hit it for lunch at least once a month.”
Take a good look at the picture above. It represents the dining room at Chada Thai less than one hour into its official opening last Friday night.
You will notice that the room is almost empty. I predict this is one of the last times you will see such a sight.
Next to Michelin moshing in France, noodling in New York, eating Venetian in Venice, or parsing ham in Parma, nothing gives yours truly more fun in food than discovering the next big thing in local dining…and beating my fellow critics to the punch in the process.