Wo Hop

A little photo gallery of China Town during a festival.

All foods were one buck or two. Fun times in NY.

Wo Hop is the best Chinese restaurant in Chinatown. Open all night long and almost every holiday. Great for when you have been out all night and are starving to death and so are your best friends. There is usually a line to get in at 4:00 in the morning when all the New York bars have closed and there is nothing else to do except eat chinese food until your belly is big and round. You are then happy and ready for bed.

Great service and great food. Just make sure to spend some time in the gym the next day to burn off the fried rice and spare ribs.

Profile: Now that Chinese restaurants are ubiquitous, old-fashioned Cantonese joints like Wo Hop are on the decline. Chinatown is now populated with regional Fijian, Dim Sum, Szechuan, and Shanghaiese eateries, plus Vietnamese, Malaysian, Thai, and even Korean restaurants. But at Wop Hop, established in 1938, time stands still. Popular with the bridge-and-tunnel crowd and glassy eyed civil servants, this tiny subterranean dinosaur serves all the classics you loved in your youth: egg drop soup, chow mein, egg foo young, subgum vegetables. Much of the food is simply prepared and heavily battered. And corn starch-thickened oyster and black bean sauces rule. But there's something comforting about it. Maybe it's because day or night, Wo Hop is there for you with a bowl of wonton soup, brimming with wontons freshly rolled by the kitchen staff, or soy sauce-soaked chunks of brown roast pork—and not the food-dyed red pork you'll get at other joints. Whatever you order, you will not leave hungry: Portions are elephantine and the food dense. And if you charge in here, post-clubbing, you may just exit up the stairs when the sun is breaking in the east. — Brian Silverman New York Mag

Comments

[Jeff]

OMG Lori! Wo Hop! I used to go there really stoned and laughing with my college buddies. We had to get our own silverware. The waiters were too busy! I remember the big portions and cheap prices, and asking myself "what the f--k am I doing here on Wednesday night at 3 in the morning?"

Thanks for jogging my memory. Now jog on over here. Just kidding.

Luv ya.

Jeff