Have you ever really, really wanted to like someone, but just couldn't? Like, no matter what they said or did, or how cool they were, this person just rubbed you the wrong way? And you're kinda pissed off at yourself because you don't think you're a very judgmental (at least not in a  harsh, calculating sense) kind of person, but, regardless, there it is. You don't like 'em.

Well, when I reviewed Kampuchea Noodle Bar for the New York Press, that's sort of how I felt. As much as I wanted to settle in at a table and slurp up all the goodies and flavors I had come to associate with Southeast Asian cooking, in the end, I just left the place feeling a little flat. I hope to see this place come around, but for now, if you want to know what I'm talking about, have a click on my review above. Thanks, and enjoy.