Six Happiness — Restaurant in Cleveland

Let me transport you back to an ill-fated day, just a few weeks ago, when I first ventured into this culinary abyss. And let me tell you, my dear readers, it was far from a serendipitous encounter. It happened to be a night dedicated to kindling romance, a date night with my cherished wife. Fueled by our adventurous spirits, we decided to give Six Happiness a chance, craving a taste of a place new to us. Arriving just minutes before 8 pm, our eager eyes scanned the confined dining area, only to find it bereft of any signs of life. We stood there, lost in contemplation for what felt like an eternity, contemplating whether we should abandon this venture altogether. Growing increasingly frustrated, I summoned my voice and called out, "Hello!??" Yet, to our dismay, silence echoed back, refusing to grant us solace. Our patience waning, we reluctantly reached a decision to depart. But just as we laid our hands on the doorknob, as if emerging from a distant realm, an Asian lady materialized from the depths of the establishment. "How many?" she inquired, her voice laden with indifference. Seating us at a table adjacent to a workstation cluttered with rolled silverware, she took our drink order. In a tone as cold as the winds of winter, she castigated us, "You are very late." Bewildered, I turned to my wife, seeking solace in her eyes, but she, too, wore a mask of confusion. Gathering the courage to inquire further, I implored the lady for clarification, only to receive an enigmatic response, "We close very soon, and you come very late. We don't do dining after 7." Struggling to comprehend, I mustered an apology, explaining the absence of any signage distinguishing dining hours from pickup hours, and offered our departure as a solution. Astonishingly, she denied our exit, insisting we stay, all the while reminding us, with a palpable disdain, "It is just that you are very late, and we close soon" (mind you closing time was over an hour and a half later). With a heavy heart, we placed our food orders, yearning for a glimmer of redemption. Yet, dear readers, our plight had only just begun. Once our orders were submitted, the lady brazenly claimed the neighboring table as her own, encroaching upon our intimate date night. Her presence loomed large, as she mindlessly rolled silverware inches away from us, oblivious to the discomfort she inflicted upon our souls.

One would assume that such an ordeal would be enough to deter any sane individual from ever returning to that forsaken place. Alas, dear readers, curiosity, or perhaps a touch of madness, got the better of us, and we mustered the courage to give Six Happiness another chance, a few days later, around 5 pm. To our chagrin, the scene unfolded eerily reminiscent of our initial encounter. We stood there, like forgotten souls, invisible to the world, while the very same lady who had attended to us before peered at us through the kitchen door's window. She shot us scornful glances, her face contorting with disdain before turning away. My wife and I shared a nervous chuckle, finding solace in the absurdity of the situation. Slowly, we began our retreat. Yet, as fate would have it, just as we moved to depart, the lady emerged once more, her voice echoing, "How many?" Though I remained steadfast in my resolve to leave, my compassionate wife persuaded me to give it one last chance. Reluctantly, I relented. This time, the lady aggressively thrust our meals onto the table, carelessly spilling my soup. No apology graced her lips; it was an unsavory experience, to...

Tucked in between famous chains such as Buffalo Wild Wings and Firehouse subs is Six Happiness restaurant. Walking in, I felt comfortable with the decor and the cleanliness however nobody was there to greet me at the door. As I stood there for a moment deciding whether to just sit down or not, a lady folding silverware at an adjacent table hollered from her seat "Hey...just sit anywhere!". I sat in a booth and was handed a menu and my drink order was taken. The pleasant sound of the Beatles was nice as I ordered the Hibachi Chicken. I chose hot and sour soup as my side. The soup was nice, the fried noodles however were dry and stale. I soon decided I didn't want to eat them anymore. The music soon turned to something more reminiscent of a night club and the relaxing mood was gone for the next 3 minutes. When my food arrived the presentation was good and the food was tasty and served with two squeeze bottles of white sauce (which I'm not keen on)...however, my server never returned to check on my satisfaction, drink situation, or if I needed anything, instead she went right back to folding silverware. My simple lunch cost just shy of 10 bucks with tip...the cost was not the issue as much as the lack of service, stale accoutrements, and lack of condiment choice. The verdict: very decent food but not exceptional and perhaps a bit on the pricey side especially for dinner service. I'm not planning on returning, and judging by the 2 patrons in the restaurant during the lunch hour, I believe many...

I just moved to this area and was in the mood for Chinese food. I wish I had read the reviews before I ordered. When I walked in, The lady was so rude. The menu has writing on the top that says all of the prices are not updated and to go on line to see updated pricing. What would it take to print out a new menu? the second I started looking at the menu she said well let me know when you’re ready and went back to the kitchen. I basically ordered a combination meal that was served in a small black round container. The soup that came with it was in a small white Styrofoam container, not the small round plastic containers you normally get this was much smaller. I also ordered dumplings and basically I wasted $24 on food that was not edible the pieces of chicken were rubbery and veiny, the rice tasted like cardboard. The egg roll and wonton soup were just OK. The meal and the dumplings are going in the garbage. I don’t know how this place is still in business. I don’t usually write reviews, I just choose not to dine at that restaurant again, but because the lady was so rude, I just had to . People just don’t understand how important customer service Is. Do not...