Best Chinese Restaurant in San Francisco

Anybody who ever said that "The customer is always right" never owned a business.

Posted by tim at September 23, 2014 9:00 AM

The trifecta of yuppie food biases. The secret to success is to keep up with the trends and accomodate the customer. Next year it will be something else.

Posted by GoneWithTheWind at September 23, 2014 5:53 PM

Without customers you won't have any business.

There's a reason less than 3% of american citizens are business owners.

I've owned a business for more than 30 years, and 2 others for more than 10.

Posted by ghostsniper at September 23, 2014 7:37 PM

I'd eat there just because of that sign

Posted by Christopher Taylor at September 23, 2014 8:06 PM

Oh, and Garden Party is one of my favorite songs :) You can almost see him shaking his head as he sings.

Posted by Christopher Taylor at September 23, 2014 8:10 PM

He became far less popular after the song Garden Party. Public whining and cursing your followers/base is contrary to good sense. Wish the Republicans had learned that.

Posted by GoneWithTheWind at September 24, 2014 7:30 AM

Do you miss Seattle, yet, Gerard?

Posted by Jewel at September 24, 2014 8:03 AM

Any business that compromises its standards to appeal to customers is a weak business with dodgy product. I know what I want when I go to a place, order the food or otherwise purchase goods & services. The cost is understood as well. If the place doesn't have what I want I go elsewhere, simple as that. Who wants to go and spend money in some place that vibes fear?

My uncle Louie Lozko, we all called him "Letsgo Lozko", he raised bantam chickens. When I asked him why he didn't advertise he said" What, I should sell eggs to somebody doesn't even know who I am?"

Posted by chasmatic at September 24, 2014 9:41 AM

So in the week after my father died I was taking my mother and aunt out to eat. They didn't feel like cooking and on that night neither did I. (though I planned to smoke two chickens for them the next day)

We ended up in little Chinese restaurant that we hadn't been in before. The oldest Chinese waiter in the world came over to take our order.
My mother said, "They have Lemon Chicken on the menu, I love Lemon Chicken! That's what I'll have."
(Have you ever seen a person with a lot of wrinkles on their face frown? It gets hard to spot where their mouth went.)
The waiter spoke. "NO! No Lemon Chicken!".
"You are out of Lemon Chicken?" I asked.
"No Lemon Chicken to eat here!", he replied,"If you want Lemon Chicken you get to-go. No eat here!".
"Huh?", I responded brilliantly.
"We cook Lemon Chicken, customer complain about the Lemon Chicken, so we no serve Lemon Chicken here. We don't want to hear you complain about Lemon Chicken here. Lemon Chicken only to-go!". "I give you more time look at menu, but No Lemon Chicken", and then he walked away.

After a stunned moment we all broke out in laughter, deep barking sounds on my part as I dealt with other emotions I'd been keeping bottled up. I remember that laugh, I needed that laugh. To this day all that is needed to provoke a smile or a grin in the family is to said the words, "No Lemon Chicken".

PS, The next day I smoked those chickens and while I went inside to check my email (or something, I don't really remember) somehow an ember from the smoker got out and started a fire on the deck. Thanks to the broken fire hydrant, that was the day my house burned down. So you might say, being refused Lemon Chicken was the high point of my week.

Posted by John the River at September 24, 2014 10:26 AM

@John — Sounds like you were on some rough road there. Sorry for your loss, no disrespect: the lemon chicken, that was a great way to break up the gloom.

The house burning down, that's worse that Jersey luck. In my sixty-seven years I have had calamity hit me, tragedy, sure, who hasn't? You, like me, we ain't gonna curl up on the couch whining. God deals some bad hands now and then but I take 'em, I am a winner.

Maybe you shoulda talked to my uncle Letsgo. He knows all about chickens.

Posted by chasmatic at September 24, 2014 1:17 PM

Thanks, and yes it's funny how a stream of friends and relatives all making with the sympathy and pats on the back don't really help all that much.
But No Lemon Chicken...I don't know it centers you somehow. It's absurd, it's throws your mind a curve ball, for a while you can think of something else.

Posted by John the River at September 24, 2014 2:23 PM

Doesn't all soy sauce have MSG in it? Glutamate is an amino acid that is one of the non-essential amino acids. If you have salt in the solution, and Glutamate or Glutamic acid, MSG will form spontaneously. Glutamate is a key compound in cellular metabolism.

Posted by Duncan at September 24, 2014 6:04 PM


Posted by Duncan at September 24, 2014 6:08 PM

John, I have buried my mother, father, an uncle (not Letsgo) and two aunts. It certainly is a loss and there is some sorrow, some grieving.
A lot of people don't realize the deceased is the happiest one in the room. The difficulties are with those left behind.
I don't know if I could do it like some cultures do: a celebration, some drinking, song singing, genuine relief that the deceased no longer suffers. Maybe like some of the Christian folks I've been with, jubilation that the loved one is up in Heaven, Oh happy days, so forth.

Posted by chasmatic at September 24, 2014 10:34 PM