Village Yokocho
8 Stuyvesant St (Cross Street: Third Avenue)
Can we talk about how disgusting the food here is?
We don't need to. Ive been coming here for 12 years, ever since NYU, when I lived across the street. Back then, coming to Yokocho was a treat, a night out with friends, maybe before Decibel. If I was eating alone, of course, I'd just go to Sunrise Mart next for and get something frozen and microwaveable.
The irony is, all the food at Yokocho is frozen too. I can taste the freezer burn. The pork dumplings, doused with wasabi flavor, is definitely frozen. The yakitori was not spectacular. The chicken wings weren't bad, but really, how can you screw up chicken wings on skewers?
Everything else - chinese broccoli stir-fried in oyster sauce, chicken meatballs, octopus salad, rice balls - too sweet.
Again, I don't go to Yokocho for food, I go for the company. I wish I lived nearby, so that I could have convinced my friends to get frozen food to nuke and enjoy at my place.
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