When I came to Chinatown, I used to go down Wentworth and eat by whatever caught my eye. Now, I gravitate towards the Chinatown Plaza, which is much more cozy. Overwhelmed by the selection of restaurants, I consulted Yelp.
Enter nearby Ken Kee, not the fanciest looking restaurant I have ever seen, but it was unique and modern. It was rather crowded for dinnertime at around six in the evening, but unlike many Chinese restaurants, the customers were overwhelmingly East Asian all speaking their native languages instead, a sign the food here is authentic.
When I walked in, I noticed a clipboard facing the customers. I assume regulars know to write their name, but I'm neither sure nor did I ask, because the waitress pointed to my seat for one in less than two minutes.
No lousy Chinese music playing, just the relaxing buzz of the customers' conversations, the waitress delivered a free hot tea and my menu rather than pressuring me to buy a drink that charges for each refill, I relaxed and got plenty of time to look over the rather large and neatly categorized menu, complete with real photos of each meal instead of those flashy closeups you see on other restaurants menus that do not resemble anything like how the meal appears when it arrives at your table.
Based on the reviews, I knew that anything with the black bean sauce was amazing, so I ordered the chicken with black bean and rice noodles.
In less than 10 minutes, my food was on my table and looked even better than in the photo. My first bite was of a food I absolutely hate: green bell peppers. I hate them becaue they're always overcooked until they're as soft as boiled squash, but at Ken Kee, they were still crisp and therefore tasty. I'm not going to say I was suddenly in love with bell pepper, but it didn't subtract from the meal. Shocked my first bite was spicy and afraid I would have to muscle through the rest of the meal, my second bite shocked me even more, since it was not. It wasn't until my fifth bite that I actually tried the chicken and asked myself why I was using the spoon instead of chopsticks. I grabbed the disposable sticks and wondered how eating chicken with chopsticks suddenly made this taste American. I took another bite, and as you can imagine at this point, I was satisfied that each bite had different flavors. I discovered the rice noodles were a bed sitting below the mutli-flavored goodness. I then noticed the famous black bean that made this delicious sauce and decided to try the miniture on its own. Unlike the black beans I eat at Mexican restaurants, this one was much smaller and packed with such a sour and savory flavor, unlike the sweet dishes I usually find at non-authentic restaurants. I was so happy a dish focused how well it would pack its punch on flavor rather than masking everything with sweetness.
I wasn't full when I finished, but I'm a big eater. I saw the lemon tangerine tea was a tip on foursquare and decided to try it, sweet but tangy. Considering unique flavor is why I wanted an authentic restaurant, that is what I wanted.
I had room for more, so I tryed the spicy, sour shrimp soup the waitress was more than happy to make me without pork, since I can't have pork. Again, the soup focused on flavors instead of masking everything in heat.
As I can tell, the food here all does that, and Ken Kee is a must try when in Chinatown, especially for those who enjoy sour foods or those who really like trying something different. read more