Things I look for in a restaurant: Good atmosphere. Low pretension factor (I loathe “haute cuisine”). Good, interesting food. Cool space. Not exactly rocket science, but often harder to find than you would think, especially inside the Harvard/Central square bubble. Which is why I broke out and ventured to Kendall Square to check out West [...]
I am responsible for writing a restaurant review of The Hong Kong. Only 18 short hours ago, I was surrounded by students wearing a haphazard mix of Southern, Texan, and Canadian Tuxedo type clothing, in what was ostensibly the Midwest Club’s Barn Dance on the legendary Third Floor of the same establishment. Now I find myself walking through the front doors again, all-too-soon.