Long Feng — Restaurant in Round Lake Beach

Went there this past Friday night for dinner. There was a gentleman at the register picking up an order, he handed his CC to the lil man(maybe 12 yrs old?) who proceeded to tell the gentleman it would be an extra $1.00 bc he was using his CC. Not a deal breaker but that should be something that is noted prior to any order as this man was surprised, just my personal opinion. No one appreciates surprises of additional monies. I understand the cost of things going up. Maybe incorporate it in the prices?? Anyway we were seated at a table by the back exit door. It was VERY cold, we never took our jackets off. There was one other table occupied by a young couple who left shortly after we got there, otherwise there were no other patrons sitting here for dinner. Obviously we were like....hmmmmm in a Friday night for dinner and no one around. I usually read reviews but honestly did not have time before. The little man came to take our drink order(don't think I could have ordered alcohol from him), I had water and the hubby a coke. Both came from their fountain area, husband said the coke was horrible and not able to drink it. My water tasted horrible! Definitely bad well water, disgusting! Hubby got up and got himself a can of coke and a bottle of water for me. They should have offered that from the beginning. There was a nice gal that came to take our order. She seemed like she was in a hurry, not rude to us but like she had a million things to do. We ordered fried Potstickers and a couple of shrimp egg rolls both of which were definitely Air Fried and Obviously NOT homemade. I know the difference. These were disappointing, I could not finish them. For the main meals I ordered a small Moo goo gai pan and hubby ordered Sesame Chicken. I will say my meal had a decent flavor, was very salty(probably one of the reasons the chicken was so tender lol) and hubby said his Sesame Chicken was pretty good. The portions were good, we both had leftovers. I can say I highly doubt we would go back again. The place itself was not put together clean when you walked in and it smelled like fish. Whenever there is a heavy odor of fish I get totally turned off. Nothing can be good about that... that whiff opening a restaurant door can never be a good sign. Their Menu has way too many choices. Chef Ramsey would give then some advice on that. The more I see and little to no patrons the more I wonder how long their food is sitting and how they are cooking/preparing all these dishes. I wish them luck, I think they will need it. As another review said, this place does have potential. I personally will not wait before I try...

1 Star because it was mandatory. Take your chances with this one as you have to scroll a bit to see their REAL reviews.

I’m normally not one to write reviews but the experience I just had left me seething. I ordered from Long Feng tonight hoping I had finally found decent Chinese takeout/delivery to my area.

Deliveries to my home often get mixed up as there is a near identical address down the street from me, so as always I was a diligent as possible with the young lady taking my order to make sure she had it right. $5 for deliver by the way. Steep, but not crazy so I proceeded since I was happy there was a place willing to deliver to us.

I ordered a large beef fried rice, a small order of chicken almond ding, and an order of potstickers. I was then told that I was under their minimum amount for delivery, so I decide I’d order more potstickers. I’m told 45 min to an hour for delivery. Ok.

The guy gets to my door just shy of an hour and a half after placing the order. Says he went to the wrong address.

I tip the guy $2 for the delivery and bring the food upstairs to find undercooked beef in my meal and slimy undercooked looking chicken in my wife’s meal. We look at it and I take couple bites of mine and confirm that it’s undercooked. My wife now no longer wants the food and so we decide to just eat the potstickers (we’ve got plenty now, thank you very much) because they are fried and hopefully cooked. They were, however when I pulled the second potsticker out of the container it’s missing a round chunk that like it had a bite out of it. I don’t think that would happen but it was the last straw.

Then I call and speak to another employee there that listened to my complaint and handed the phone over to who I can only guess was the owner. Before she did I could hear her say “what’s their problem?! “

I begin to explain one of the issues and before I can finish I have an angry Aisan woman yelling and interrupting me. The most I could make of her ranting is her telling me her food is never undercooked and is the best Chinese food... blah blah blah. She did absolutely nothing to hear my situation out, or come up with any sort of solution.

While I was asking for a refund, I would have settled for anything really. I was just looking for a little customer service. Sad really. $34 for NOTHING. All I got was a hefty bill and verbal toungue lashing for disagreeing with her.

I guess my search will continue.

Thank you Lomg Feng for ruining my evening. This will be cross-posted to as many sites...

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