text: The webpage for this restaurant has a splash photo that depicts two Asian women sitting in front of the chef's counter, toasting their drinks with merriment to what is ostensibly the start of a night filled with mega turnt #selfies in \"Vegas, bitches!\"\n\nThen you notice some shit.\n\nYou notice the presence of the uncanny valley, eerily tucked into the botox-frozen veneers of the two silicone enhanced, Bebe-minidress-bedecked Chinese fembots. You notice that for some reason these Stepford wifeys have five neon-colored drinks set out for just two neon-colored people. You notice the chef, with his dead mackerel eyes and creepy, all-upper-teeth grin looks EXACTLY LIKE THE DUDE LO PAN FROM \"BIG TROUBLE IN LITTLE CHINA\" and is pulling apart what are supposed to be some tasty noodles but are CLEARLY the pearly white remnants of an immigrant culture's broken dreams.\n\nBUT broken dreams are what Vegas is made of, amirite? Our server said to us, \"people come here because they like the experience of a real Hong Kong style restaurant\" and I was like NAH YO I checked that privilege at the door when I saw the Chun Li waitress costumes and $20 price tag for a bowl of congee. Fuckouttahere with that. BUT when you're eyeballs-deep in a hangover after one too many mega turnt #selfies from the night before, that congee and a pot of jasmine tea is a godsend, even if you're getting price gouged in a tweaker's funhouse version of a real Chinese restaurant. Vegas, bitches!