I was cruising restaurant reviews to tell you what I love most about House of Hong: the parking guy! Always sunny, this very small Asian man is out there, wrangling everything from motorcycles to compensators in monster trucks, and he gets 'em parked. With Parking Man's help, my brother got into a spot he thought impossible. But don't take my word for it, here's what others had to say on yelp.com:

"a little chinese man tells me to park in the parking area in the underpass..."

"But I love the little homie that helps you park! Always there to shake your hand as you enter and leave... working for that tip!"

"'Yes! You park here!' says the little man in the safety vest ushering cars into the two tiny lots owned by House of Hong. 'Yes, yes, I park here and have sub par dim sum surrounded by honkies.' I think to myself."

Okay, not everyone likes the food at House of Hong. But everyone loves the Parking Man.