OK. So it may not be the best time to give one's opinion of a restaurant after first having had a skinful of alcoholic refreshment. But, at least I can remember that Chinos is:
a) right across the street from the 'skinful' supply joint Elixir (which is very handy indeed)
b) in the space formerly occupied by Andalu
c) owned by the Tacolicious group (which is a bit like saying "our guitarist was formerly with Led Zeppelin")
d) serves killer Manhattans to go with its killer dumplings
Which brings me to the food. I'll dispense with listing the dishes we ordered, because Gareth and I had a LOT of food - or at least we ordered a lot. That means I won't be describing the many dumplings, pot stickers, and wontons we ordered, each replete with some kind of Chicken / Pork Belly / Riblet accompaniment, and great sauces.
They were all freakishly good, while still probably falling a bit short of one of the City's better established Chinese food specialists.
It all goes to show that if you combine good friends, good food, and the right amount of liquor, you can rarely go wrong.
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