Out-Of-Town Developers Want to Build Philly’s Biggest Nightclub in Chinatown

Photo: Jeff Fusco

Photo: Jeff Fusco

Philly’s nightclub scene is about to be lit. There’s a 24-year-old “developer” from out of town with his eyes set on Chinatown, the neighborhood that could soon be home to his vision of a 1,000-person capacity nightclub, what he deems would be the biggest and most technically sophisticated in the city, the Inquirer reports.

And he plans to do it all with his mom’s help.

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Tunnel of Love and Dumplings: Tom’s Dim Sum Reviewed

The Scallion Pancakes at Tom's Dim Sum | Photo by Claudia Gavin

The Scallion Pancakes at Tom’s Dim Sum | Photo by Claudia Gavin

There are a lot of restaurants in this town that I go to because it’s my job. There are some I find myself in because life is strange and sometimes the lesser of many evils is a plate of greasy mozzarella sticks and a hip flask of Jim Beam and Coke at 3 a.m. Others I go to because I get caught up in the excitement just like everyone else—the frenzy of the new—and want to be there to see what all the fuss is about. To weigh this particular fuss against the fuss of last week and whatever fuss might be coming along next.

And then there are places I go to because I simply can’t not go. Because something in them draws me like gravity—a comfort beyond simple sustenance, strong drinks or good company. The bar at Bud & Marilyn’s is like that. Ting Wong in Chinatown. El Rincon Criollo. This little sushi place in Suburban Station that I love just because all the sushi is made by robots and I love robots. Stargazy, which I sometimes dream about because the banoffee tart blew my mind once and I can’t ever get there often enough.

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Hop Sing Laundromat Updates Happy Hour

Photo by Mike Persico

Photo by Mike Persico

from Hop Sing Laundromat has updated his shot-based happy hour. The happy hour allows properly attired guests to shoot or sip (probably sip) Espolon Añejo tequila for $3.50, Booker’s Small Batch Bourbon Whiskey for $7.77 or Bowmore’s 25 years old Single Malt Whisky $39.99 plus many other top notch spirits. It might be pricy for that 25-year old Bowmore, but when you consider a bottle costs $445 it starts to look like a deal. A deal you sip, delicately.

Happy hour at Hop Sing Laundromat is Tuesday through Friday, from 5 p.m. to 8 p.m. and Saturdays from 5 p.m. to 7 p.m.

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Sea Bar Now Open in Chinatown


Sea Bar, a new seafood restaurant in Chinatown that serves a variety of live crabs, shrimp, mussels, little neck and top neck clams, and has a raw bar with about eight types of oysters from the East and West Coasts is now open. The seafood is served cooked and tossed with a choice of a sauce.

For now, Sea Bar is BYOB until they get their liquor license, and they also serve some non-alcoholic mojitos, daiquiris, and piña coladas. Sea Bar is located at 140 N. 10th Street.

Sea Bar [Official]

Positively 10th Street: Ting Wong Reviewed

Ting Wong | Philadelphia magazine

Ting Wong | Philadelphia magazine

I go to Ting Wong for lunch—hiding out at a sticky table along the wall, hot tea and perfect shrimp congee in front of me. I’ve got a book (something with spaceships and ray guns) in one hand, spoon in the other, and I’m smiling because I’m supposed to be eating at some hotel restaurant a few blocks away, but I got there and hated it (hated the vibe and the look of it and the feel it gave me walking through the door), so I about-faced and retreated here, which, yes, was probably the wrong thing to do (considering my job), but it feels good, like skipping school, so I’m happy.

I go to Ting Wong for an early dinner and everything on the block smells like hot, wet garbage, but my dinner is excellent. On another day, I drop by for a quick plate of roast pork over white rice—the meat pink, honey-sweet but also complex with ginger and garlic and five-spice—just because I’m cutting through Chinatown on my way to somewhere else. The pork needs nothing. It is delicious as it is, fanned over rice, shiny under the harsh lights that seem designed to allow no shadows. But if you’re smart, you’ll ask for a little bowl of chopped ginger and scallion—bright green like pickle relish but so much better.

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Chinatown’s Eastern Tower Gets Groundbreaking Pushed to 2016 (Renderings)

Some things are worth the wait and Chinatown‘s long-discussed Eastern Tower is undoubtedly one of them. However, should things progress without a hitch, the wait for the long-planned 20-story building at 10th and Vine (map) could come to an end by next year.

Although we reported last year that the Philadelphia Chinatown Development Corporation, the project’s developer, was looking to break ground this fall, Flying Kite Media now says that’s been pushed back for financial reasons, though not of the strapped kind:

“We had initially thought that we wanted to break ground in the beginning of [2015], but we actually spent the bulk of this year strengthening our position financially,” explains [Sarah] Yeung. The last several months have brought significant contributions from PECO and Comcast, as major public and private funders took notice of the project’s traction.

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17 Things to Do in Philly This Week

T-swirl Crepe Hits Chinatown


Japanese crepes (like pretty much everything Japanese, and particularly most convenience foods that are Japanese) are a little bit weird. I mean sure, the idea of a crepe sounds excellent. And the idea of a fast-casual restaurant serving up hot, fresh crepes sounds even more awesome. But then you get to T-swirl (which opened just a few days ago in Chinatown and has already seen crowds big enough to scare away those not arriving precisely at 11am when it opens), and you look at the menu, and your very first thought is why are they putting boiled asparagus in my Thai chicken crepe? followed shortly by and why are there carrots in EVERYTHING?

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Gastronaut: The Case for Crawling


Illustration by Kagan McLeod

When we were young cooks, none of us could ever stand still.

Work — 12 or 14 or 16 hours. White jackets and checked pants; prep and then more prep and then the first hit, the dinner rush, the long, slow glide toward wipe-down. Crews rolled out the back doors of restaurants, converged on the nearest bars for first drinks, then moved on — looking for salty things and fried things and sushi and pho and flat, floppy slices and weed. We were perpetually unsatisfied, a whole knot of us growing antsy and weird if we spent more than 45 minutes in any one place, because no matter where we were, there was always the chance of something better waiting right next door.

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