Always a great choice of hard to find items and the best veggys in town but watch out for the Bait & Switch.
Really make sure to watch yourself here folks, most items post no prices; often prices in the fridgerators are incorrect and old prices not updated do not apply. Either way you have to wait until your checking out, hoping it's not a long line behind you to discover the difference. You know it's an obvious problem when the last 3 out of 4 visits customers were complaining about umarked, hidden or difffering prices. The manager couldn't be a more perfect example of bad, uncaring no-problem solving ability as she either just shrugs the customer off or gives it the old 'sorry that's just the way it is.'

Uh oh…looks like Hanoi and you good folks down at the R have caught the glassy-eyed love and attention of one of those whinge-nut butt-nuts that pass through town every now and then. Laughs, I swear each owner in town seems to get one at least once a year, some of my favorites were hearing about characters like: the guy who burst into the bar flashing a Power Rangers badge demanding the names of everyone seated for associating with communists or the guy with no shoes who wanted to kill all teachers because he couldn’t get a job; my favorite was the guy who carried a briefcase filled with baseball cards caught masturbating in Lenin Park claiming to the police that he was purposely in town to assassinate George Bush.

Sorry to see you’ve got another lurking about, this one being a serial-restaurant-review-people-hater that really despises R&R customers that eat hamburgers.

So. Coo Coo for coco puffs, be nice, calm down, get some help… It is this physician’s compassionate and wise opinion that you either up your dosage or call home and ask ma to send over more meds.

It’s a restaurant review column not a psychiatry blog son.

Dr. Low Morals

Human trafficking not a laughing matter. Indentured servitude and suppression of a human’s freedom, a horrific crime. But I gotta tell you folks, you’ve always got to look for bright side of things - no matter how dark the crime, how serious the injustice.

I for one have found a host of wondrous benefits from this trading and purchasing of other human beings, cause it really comes down to having someone to talk with, drink with. Someone to cook for you, service you, wait on you. Someone that’s gonna be your buddy, whether they like it or not.

We’re talking instant friendship here of a special kind.

And that’s my little ol’lady cooking down at Kamon Japanese Restaurant. Word has it that this once free-range grandma, Japanese mama-san was kidnapped from her highly successful Okonomiyaki restaurant in Hiroshima, boxed airfreight, bribed through customs and has been slaving over a hot grill in Hanoi ever since.

With those amazing, and ancient little Ompalumpa hands, she prepares each custom ordered pancake with the veracity, dedication and focus of a kamikaze pilot zeroing in on its target. We’re talking a direct hit here folks! But whatever you do, don't mention the war.

Great staff, outstanding cuisine all in a warm setting. With Fall approaching it’s a perfect spot to either have the Okonomiyaki at the open grill counter or tuck yourself in the back and try the Japanese hotpot or cook-it-your-self barbeque and sip yourself unconscious with a quality vile of hot sake. Kampai!

Once in a while and always when you least expect it - you trip across that diamond in the rough, that place that you're excited to share and introduce to all you know. But sometimes and only sometimes… you delay that announcement, that spreading of the word. You decide to keep the place for yourself for awhile, a little secret, a tiny reward, an escape from the others…”

But time and guilt haven’t made for good companions, so it’s time to pass this smokin joint on to you. (Pho Ngon) or Pho Delicious en Inglés. 25 Lang Ha. or just across the street from that place where they serve that pizza with cardboard and plaster Paris in the crust and nylon for cheese… Alfrescos I think it’s called.

Pho Delicious is a deceptive place as its layout and décor are blatantly copied from the Pho 24 restaurants but are completely original in their recipes and depth of their menu. There are two menus available: one for varieties of Pho; the other Western specialties. Simply put, the chief knows what he’s doing and has got his recipes down pat. It's a place for really good, quick, cheap eats served up by a sincere and nice staff. Personal favorites: the Pho Tai Chin, the Pho Cuon, and all of the items on the western menu.

and as those French people say… Bon Amputee.

Drove up, parked bike, strolled in.
“wanna ride?” said a waitress with underbite and pretty lips
Honda Dream babe, parked out side but thank you though…
“date?” said a waitress with an overbite and long black hair
August 23rd darlin…
“how can I serve you?” said a waitress cleaning a glass with her tongue
Four Jell-O shots and a daiquiri chaser honeybunch…
“think we got ourselves a wise guy” said the pretty waitress and her baseball bat
No ma’am…but damn I like this place.

As a medical practitioner and lifelong physician, I am greatly concerned about the general wellbeing of management and ownership of the Alfresco’s Group. Acting on the behalf of hundred of thousands of pizza loving residents I respectively request each and every board member, investor, manager and owner to promptly seek the council of your physician for a thorough examination of his or her olfactory and common senses.

Out of fear for public safety it is the professional advice of this doctor that all cardboard and plaster- paris be removed as ingredients for your pizza crusts, that natural cheese replace the molten nylon, and that you promptly seek with great haste the orginal recipe for buffalo wings. Without a thorough examination of your rare affliction of bland food and obvious phobia of herbs and spices, I am left to assume at this stage that you be may be afflicted with one or more of the following conditions.
Ageusia - Inability to taste
Hypogeusia - Decreased ability to taste
Dysgeusia – Distorted ability to taste

Prescription to be filled:
One guided tour of a fresh vegtable market.
One purchase of a cookbook.
Mutiple and regular visits to an Italian restaurant.
Periodic counciling sessions with a Mexican.
One recooperative trip to the Spice Islands.

“Man can not live by Ribs alone”

Your humble and hungry physician, Dr. Freudian Slip

Hey, we all love Luna D'Autunno; great setting, wonderous food. But my god how could service there be so bloody awful. As most people say, the foods great, you'll forget the service...But really such a shame for such a great place. This will now be the third time that I've gambled taking a group of special guests from out of town there. Again I was warned by friends of the lousy service but didn't listen. From the moment we arrived as well as the two other tables next to us, we had no choice but to sit in suspended animation waving with a drowning kind of deperation for menues, wimpering for attention, gasping for water, praying for bread, more than willing to jump for scraps, and or chew-toys...anything... but in the end just left staring hungerly at six pieces of laconic waitress ass, clucking, chatting, pulling off some serious deeply rooted nose-pickin around the register, having no idea, no interest, and no motivation to take care of us. And in the end we theorized that the waitstaff is not blame in the lease bit .

Obviously Ownership/Management knows how to put together some outstanding food but must have some of the worst eye -sight for scanning the dinning room for problems, lack of ability to train their people or your just tippy-toeing on some kind of fuzzy opiate while we're all dying out there in dinning room -Luna D'Autunno we love you but please give us some of that lovin back.