Google tells me I was in this restaurant three weeks ago. I'd forgotten to review this restaurant in the time between, so here we are. This is going to be quick and easy. If you want to get the 'on the ground' journal from the experience, go read up on whatever day I went to the restaurant, about three weeks ago. Google is your friend, yo.
Friend A had been telling me this was a great place, and I hadn't had the opportunity to actually go there, ever. So when my time in the city was coming to an end, and I was meeting brother S, we decided to go to this establishment. It's really authentic, A had told me, every time I'm there I see the owners eating rice with their hands right in the open, which was encouraging. It meant no pretensions, they knew what they were selling, their kick-ass food and made no pretensions about it.
TO cut a long story short, their spicy beef/fish soup is incredible, and so is their fried potatoes. Their mabo tofu is something to kill for as well. They give you incredibly large bowls of rice with your order, and you can always ask for more, the serving size for the entrees themselves are enough for somebody like to me to last about three meals. The two of us brothers failed to finish any more than half of the meal on the table, and that was a massive disappointment for me.
I am no slouch when it comes to Sichuanese cuisine, I have very high standards for it. And this place right about made it all the way to the top. 9 marks for flavor, 9 marks for service which was kind and prompt, 9 marks for the authentic ambience of being in a place that cared about food and making people sit down to eat and nothing else. 8 marks for price, but my standards are messed up due to NYC chinatown's food choices.
Fantastic fucking place in the middle of Seattle Chinatown, if you like Sichuanese cuisine, and are around town, you need to go to this place.
The place is called, literally Sichuanese Cuisine.
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