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Society of Our Lady of Mount Carmel Club & Hall
13 Winthrop St, Springfield, MA 01105
Naismith Basketball Hall of Fame
1000 Hall of Fame Ave, Springfield, MA 01105
MassMutual Center
1277 Main St, Springfield, MA 01103
Connecticut River Walk and Bikeway
Connecticut Riverwalk and Bikeway, Springfield, MA 01105, United States
Dr. Seuss National Memorial Sculpture Garden
21 Edwards St, Springfield, MA 01103
Springfield Museums
21 Edwards St, Springfield, MA 01103
Symphony Hall
34 Court St, Springfield, MA 01103
The Amazing World of Dr. Seuss Museum
21 Edwards St, Springfield, MA 01103
Court Square
92-98 Court House Pl, Springfield, MA 01103
The Puritan
Merrick Park, Chestnut St, Springfield, MA 01103
Nearby restaurants
La Fiorentina Pastry Shop
883 Main St, Springfield, MA 01103
Ciro's "A Tradition"
904 Main St, Springfield, MA 01105
Frigo Foods
90 William St, Springfield, MA 01105
Red Rose Pizzeria
1060 Main St, Springfield, MA 01103
Zonin's Gourmet Market
883 Main St, Springfield, MA 01103
Milano Importing
988 Main St, Springfield, MA 01103
Wahlburgers
1028 Main St, Springfield, MA 01103
Dunkin'
805 Main St, Springfield, MA 01105
AFC GRILL (Afghan Halal Kitchen)
982 Main St, Springfield, MA 01105
Krispy krunchy Chicken
802 Main St, Springfield, MA 01105
Nearby hotels
Hampton Inn & Suites Springfield/Downtown
851 E Columbus Ave, Springfield, MA 01105
Holiday Inn Express Springfield Downtown by IHG
145 State St, Springfield, MA 01103
Hilton Garden Inn Springfield, MA
800 Hall of Fame Ave, Springfield, MA 01105
Valentine Mansion
270 Maple St, Springfield, MA 01105
Sheraton Springfield Monarch Place Hotel
One Monarch Place, Springfield, MA 01144
Marriott Springfield Downtown
2 Boland Way, Springfield, MA 01115, United States
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Ho Mei

852 Main St, Springfield, MA 01105
4.0(139)$$$$
Open until 9:30 PM
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attractions: Society of Our Lady of Mount Carmel Club & Hall, Naismith Basketball Hall of Fame, MassMutual Center, Connecticut River Walk and Bikeway, Dr. Seuss National Memorial Sculpture Garden, Springfield Museums, Symphony Hall, The Amazing World of Dr. Seuss Museum, Court Square, The Puritan, restaurants: La Fiorentina Pastry Shop, Ciro's "A Tradition", Frigo Foods, Red Rose Pizzeria, Zonin's Gourmet Market, Milano Importing, Wahlburgers, Dunkin', AFC GRILL (Afghan Halal Kitchen), Krispy krunchy Chicken
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(413) 785-1681
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homeispringfield.com
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Fried Chicken Wings
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Fried Half Chicken
Fried Chicken Finger
Teriyaki Beef
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Fried Baby Shrimp
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Nearby attractions of Ho Mei

Society of Our Lady of Mount Carmel Club & Hall

Naismith Basketball Hall of Fame

MassMutual Center

Connecticut River Walk and Bikeway

Dr. Seuss National Memorial Sculpture Garden

Springfield Museums

Symphony Hall

The Amazing World of Dr. Seuss Museum

Court Square

The Puritan

Society of Our Lady of Mount Carmel Club & Hall

Society of Our Lady of Mount Carmel Club & Hall

4.4

(68)

Open 24 hours
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Naismith Basketball Hall of Fame

Naismith Basketball Hall of Fame

4.5

(2K)

Closed
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MassMutual Center

MassMutual Center

4.4

(1.1K)

Open until 12:00 AM
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Connecticut River Walk and Bikeway

Connecticut River Walk and Bikeway

4.4

(162)

Open until 12:00 AM
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Things to do nearby

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Boars Head Festival
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Sun, Jan 11 • 7:30 PM
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Nearby restaurants of Ho Mei

La Fiorentina Pastry Shop

Ciro's "A Tradition"

Frigo Foods

Red Rose Pizzeria

Zonin's Gourmet Market

Milano Importing

Wahlburgers

Dunkin'

AFC GRILL (Afghan Halal Kitchen)

Krispy krunchy Chicken

La Fiorentina Pastry Shop

La Fiorentina Pastry Shop

4.7

(469)

$

Open until 6:00 PM
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Ciro's "A Tradition"

Ciro's "A Tradition"

3.9

(179)

$$

Closed
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Frigo Foods

Frigo Foods

4.7

(490)

$

Open until 6:00 PM
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Red Rose Pizzeria

Red Rose Pizzeria

4.6

(2.5K)

$$

Open until 10:00 PM
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Anya RAnya R
ā€œHome Is Springfield.ā€ That is the restaurant’s website name — homeispringfield.com — but also what it calls to me. I came across Ho Mei during my first week in Springfield, wandering the city with no real direction, just hoping to find some place that felt safe. I didn't expect to find home. What first caught my eye was a Shen Yun poster in the window — a sign of cultural pride that immediately stopped me in my tracks. As someone who’s quietly in awe of the strength, grace, and deep soul of Chinese culture, seeing that felt like a spiritual invitation. I’ve seen Shen Yun before and highly recommend it to anyone who still believes in beauty as a form of survival. That poster told me this place wasn’t just a business — it was a place of memory, culture, and quiet care. From the outside, Ho Mei looks unassuming. No frills. Just a clean menu in the window and that single, stirring sticker tucked under it. But once I stepped inside, I felt something shift. The space is small but open and bright. It’s not trying to impress — it’s simply, beautifully present. It reminded me of good feng shui (though I admit I don’t know much about it), and the feeling was clear: this is a place where things are in order, where care lives quietly. I was greeted by a young man behind the counter — gentle, professional, and kind. His voice had the softness of someone who speaks English with reverence, each word carefully chosen, as is the way across so many Chinese dialects. It reminded me that language, like food, is art too. I asked for sweet and sour chicken (I’m sorry, Auntie — I know that’s embarrassing), but was gently introduced to more traditional options. I chose orange chicken in the end, and my lack of cultural depth was met not with judgment, but comfort. I told him I’d come in because of the Shen Yun sign, and as I stumbled to express my admiration for Chinese culture, I started crying — overwhelmed by feeling, and maybe by shame. He smiled — not in pity, but in understanding. I excused myself to the bathroom, but I felt safe. That is cultural hospitality — not loud, not performative. Just real. There were only two tables inside, at least when I visited. I chose one and sat down, intending to wait for my takeout. But everything changed with the first bite. The appetizer was so good I couldn’t stop. Then came the wonton soup — perfectly hot, like the medicine I didn’t realize I needed. And then the orange chicken... I meant to take it home, but I finished it right there. This is food made with devotion. Food that’s not just delicious — ho mei means ā€œgood tasteā€ in Cantonese — but healing. Comforting. Like it had been made for someone who’s wandered for a long time. Like me. The prices were so low I almost didn’t believe them. Coming from Boston, Cambridge, and Worcester, it felt like a miracle. I left a large tip out of gratitude, only to find the next day it hadn’t been accepted. I guess I’ll have to return with a red envelope — to thank this homie, I mean Ho Mei, for their kindness, their welcome, and the unspoken grace of this little restaurant. TLDR: Ho Mei isn’t flashy. It doesn’t put on false pretenses. It is just true and good. A quiet corner of Springfield where food is made with honor and served with something I haven’t found in a long time — but that I’ve been finding, over and over again, here in Springfield: heart. For anyone who’s felt a little lost — culturally, emotionally, spiritually — this might be the place that grounds and nourishes you again. Ho Mei makes me feel like home is Springfield, even when home is far.
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Anya RAnya R
ā€œHome Is Springfield.ā€ That is the restaurant’s website name — homeispringfield.com — but also what it calls to me. I came across Ho Mei during my first week in Springfield, wandering the city with no real direction, just hoping to find some place that felt safe. I didn't expect to find home. What first caught my eye was a Shen Yun poster in the window — a sign of cultural pride that immediately stopped me in my tracks. As someone who’s quietly in awe of the strength, grace, and deep soul of Chinese culture, seeing that felt like a spiritual invitation. I’ve seen Shen Yun before and highly recommend it to anyone who still believes in beauty as a form of survival. That poster told me this place wasn’t just a business — it was a place of memory, culture, and quiet care. From the outside, Ho Mei looks unassuming. No frills. Just a clean menu in the window and that single, stirring sticker tucked under it. But once I stepped inside, I felt something shift. The space is small but open and bright. It’s not trying to impress — it’s simply, beautifully present. It reminded me of good feng shui (though I admit I don’t know much about it), and the feeling was clear: this is a place where things are in order, where care lives quietly. I was greeted by a young man behind the counter — gentle, professional, and kind. His voice had the softness of someone who speaks English with reverence, each word carefully chosen, as is the way across so many Chinese dialects. It reminded me that language, like food, is art too. I asked for sweet and sour chicken (I’m sorry, Auntie — I know that’s embarrassing), but was gently introduced to more traditional options. I chose orange chicken in the end, and my lack of cultural depth was met not with judgment, but comfort. I told him I’d come in because of the Shen Yun sign, and as I stumbled to express my admiration for Chinese culture, I started crying — overwhelmed by feeling, and maybe by shame. He smiled — not in pity, but in understanding. I excused myself to the bathroom, but I felt safe. That is cultural hospitality — not loud, not performative. Just real. There were only two tables inside, at least when I visited. I chose one and sat down, intending to wait for my takeout. But everything changed with the first bite. The appetizer was so good I couldn’t stop. Then came the wonton soup — perfectly hot, like the medicine I didn’t realize I needed. And then the orange chicken... I meant to take it home, but I finished it right there. This is food made with devotion. Food that’s not just delicious — ho mei means ā€œgood tasteā€ in Cantonese — but healing. Comforting. Like it had been made for someone who’s wandered for a long time. Like me. The prices were so low I almost didn’t believe them. Coming from Boston, Cambridge, and Worcester, it felt like a miracle. I left a large tip out of gratitude, only to find the next day it hadn’t been accepted. I guess I’ll have to return with a red envelope — to thank this homie, I mean Ho Mei, for their kindness, their welcome, and the unspoken grace of this little restaurant. TLDR: Ho Mei isn’t flashy. It doesn’t put on false pretenses. It is just true and good. A quiet corner of Springfield where food is made with honor and served with something I haven’t found in a long time — but that I’ve been finding, over and over again, here in Springfield: heart. For anyone who’s felt a little lost — culturally, emotionally, spiritually — this might be the place that grounds and nourishes you again. Ho Mei makes me feel like home is Springfield, even when home is far.
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ā€œHome Is Springfield.ā€ That is the restaurant’s website name — homeispringfield.com — but also what it calls to me. I came across Ho Mei during my first week in Springfield, wandering the city with no real direction, just hoping to find some place that felt safe. I didn't expect to find home. What first caught my eye was a Shen Yun poster in the window — a sign of cultural pride that immediately stopped me in my tracks. As someone who’s quietly in awe of the strength, grace, and deep soul of Chinese culture, seeing that felt like a spiritual invitation. I’ve seen Shen Yun before and highly recommend it to anyone who still believes in beauty as a form of survival. That poster told me this place wasn’t just a business — it was a place of memory, culture, and quiet care. From the outside, Ho Mei looks unassuming. No frills. Just a clean menu in the window and that single, stirring sticker tucked under it. But once I stepped inside, I felt something shift. The space is small but open and bright. It’s not trying to impress — it’s simply, beautifully present. It reminded me of good feng shui (though I admit I don’t know much about it), and the feeling was clear: this is a place where things are in order, where care lives quietly. I was greeted by a young man behind the counter — gentle, professional, and kind. His voice had the softness of someone who speaks English with reverence, each word carefully chosen, as is the way across so many Chinese dialects. It reminded me that language, like food, is art too. I asked for sweet and sour chicken (I’m sorry, Auntie — I know that’s embarrassing), but was gently introduced to more traditional options. I chose orange chicken in the end, and my lack of cultural depth was met not with judgment, but comfort. I told him I’d come in because of the Shen Yun sign, and as I stumbled to express my admiration for Chinese culture, I started crying — overwhelmed by feeling, and maybe by shame. He smiled — not in pity, but in understanding. I excused myself to the bathroom, but I felt safe. That is cultural hospitality — not loud, not performative. Just real. There were only two tables inside, at least when I visited. I chose one and sat down, intending to wait for my takeout. But everything changed with the first bite. The appetizer was so good I couldn’t stop. Then came the wonton soup — perfectly hot, like the medicine I didn’t realize I needed. And then the orange chicken... I meant to take it home, but I finished it right there. This is food made with devotion. Food that’s not just delicious — ho mei means ā€œgood tasteā€ in Cantonese — but healing. Comforting. Like it had been made for someone who’s wandered for a long time. Like me. The prices were so low I almost didn’t believe them. Coming from Boston, Cambridge, and Worcester, it felt like a miracle. I left a large tip out of gratitude, only to find the next day it hadn’t been accepted. I guess I’ll have to return with a red envelope — to thank this homie, I mean Ho Mei, for their kindness, their welcome, and the unspoken grace of this little restaurant. TLDR: Ho Mei isn’t flashy. It doesn’t put on false pretenses. It is just true and good. A quiet corner of Springfield where food is made with honor and served with something I haven’t found in a long time — but that I’ve been finding, over and over again, here in Springfield: heart. For anyone who’s felt a little lost — culturally, emotionally, spiritually — this might be the place that grounds and nourishes you again. Ho Mei makes me feel like home is Springfield, even when home is far.
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ā€œHome Is Springfield.ā€ That is the restaurant’s website name — homeispringfield.com — but also what it calls to me. I came across Ho Mei during my first week in Springfield, wandering the city with no real direction, just hoping to find some place that felt safe. I didn't expect to find home. What first caught my eye was a Shen Yun poster in the window — a sign of cultural pride that immediately stopped me in my tracks. As someone who’s quietly in awe of the strength, grace, and deep soul of Chinese culture, seeing that felt like a spiritual invitation. I’ve seen Shen Yun before and highly recommend it to anyone who still believes in beauty as a form of survival. That poster told me this place wasn’t just a business — it was a place of memory, culture, and quiet care. From the outside, Ho Mei looks unassuming. No frills. Just a clean menu in the window and that single, stirring sticker tucked under it. But once I stepped inside, I felt something shift. The space is small but open and bright. It’s not trying to impress — it’s simply, beautifully present. It reminded me of good feng shui (though I admit I don’t know much about it), and the feeling was clear: this is a place where things are in order, where care lives quietly. I was greeted by a young man behind the counter — gentle, professional, and kind. His voice had the softness of someone who speaks English with reverence, each word carefully chosen, as is the way across so many Chinese dialects. It reminded me that language, like food, is art too. I asked for sweet and sour chicken (I’m sorry, Auntie — I know that’s embarrassing), but was gently introduced to more traditional options. I chose orange chicken in the end, and my lack of cultural depth was met not with judgment, but comfort. I told him I’d come in because of the Shen Yun sign, and as I stumbled to express my admiration for Chinese culture, I started crying — overwhelmed by feeling, and maybe by shame. He smiled — not in pity, but in understanding. I excused myself to the bathroom, but I felt safe. That is cultural hospitality — not loud, not performative. Just real. There were only two tables inside, at least when I visited. I chose one and sat down, intending to wait for my takeout. But everything changed with the first bite. The appetizer was so good I couldn’t stop. Then came the wonton soup — perfectly hot, like the medicine I didn’t realize I needed. And then the orange chicken... I meant to take it home, but I finished it right there. This is food made with devotion. Food that’s not just delicious — ho mei means ā€œgood tasteā€ in Cantonese — but healing. Comforting. Like it had been made for someone who’s wandered for a long time. Like me. The prices were so low I almost didn’t believe them. Coming from Boston, Cambridge, and Worcester, it felt like a miracle. I left a large tip out of gratitude, only to find the next day it hadn’t been accepted. I guess I’ll have to return with a red envelope — to thank this homie, I mean Ho Mei, for their kindness, their welcome, and the unspoken grace of this little restaurant. TLDR: Ho Mei isn’t flashy. It doesn’t put on false pretenses. It is just true and good. A quiet corner of Springfield where food is made with honor and served with something I haven’t found in a long time — but that I’ve been finding, over and over again, here in Springfield: heart. For anyone who’s felt a little lost — culturally, emotionally, spiritually — this might be the place that grounds and nourishes you again. Ho Mei makes me feel like home is Springfield, even when home is far.
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4.0
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5.0
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ā€œHome Is Springfield.ā€ That is the restaurant’s website name — homeispringfield.com — but also what it calls to me. I came across Ho Mei during my first week in Springfield, wandering the city with no real direction, just hoping to find some place that felt safe. I didn't expect to find home.

What first caught my eye was a Shen Yun poster in the window — a sign of cultural pride that immediately stopped me in my tracks. As someone who’s quietly in awe of the strength, grace, and deep soul of Chinese culture, seeing that felt like a spiritual invitation. I’ve seen Shen Yun before and highly recommend it to anyone who still believes in beauty as a form of survival. That poster told me this place wasn’t just a business — it was a place of memory, culture, and quiet care.

From the outside, Ho Mei looks unassuming. No frills. Just a clean menu in the window and that single, stirring sticker tucked under it. But once I stepped inside, I felt something shift. The space is small but open and bright. It’s not trying to impress — it’s simply, beautifully present. It reminded me of good feng shui (though I admit I don’t know much about it), and the feeling was clear: this is a place where things are in order, where care lives quietly.

I was greeted by a young man behind the counter — gentle, professional, and kind. His voice had the softness of someone who speaks English with reverence, each word carefully chosen, as is the way across so many Chinese dialects. It reminded me that language, like food, is art too.

I asked for sweet and sour chicken (I’m sorry, Auntie — I know that’s embarrassing), but was gently introduced to more traditional options. I chose orange chicken in the end, and my lack of cultural depth was met not with judgment, but comfort. I told him I’d come in because of the Shen Yun sign, and as I stumbled to express my admiration for Chinese culture, I started crying — overwhelmed by feeling, and maybe by shame. He smiled — not in pity, but in understanding. I excused myself to the bathroom, but I felt safe. That is cultural hospitality — not loud, not performative. Just real.

There were only two tables inside, at least when I visited. I chose one and sat down, intending to wait for my takeout. But everything changed with the first bite. The appetizer was so good I couldn’t stop. Then came the wonton soup — perfectly hot, like the medicine I didn’t realize I needed. And then the orange chicken... I meant to take it home, but I finished it right there.

This is food made with devotion. Food that’s not just delicious — ho mei means ā€œgood tasteā€ in Cantonese — but healing. Comforting. Like it had been made for someone who’s wandered for a long time. Like me.

The prices were so low I almost didn’t believe them. Coming from Boston, Cambridge, and Worcester, it felt like a miracle. I left a large tip out of gratitude, only to find the next day it hadn’t been accepted. I guess I’ll have to return with a red envelope — to thank this homie, I mean Ho Mei, for their kindness, their welcome, and the unspoken grace of this little restaurant.

TLDR: Ho Mei isn’t flashy. It doesn’t put on false pretenses. It is just true and good. A quiet corner of Springfield where food is made with honor and served with something I haven’t found in a long time — but that I’ve been finding, over and over again, here in Springfield: heart.

For anyone who’s felt a little lost — culturally, emotionally, spiritually — this might be the place that grounds and nourishes you again. Ho Mei makes me feel like home is Springfield, even when...

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4.0
3y

Ok, I just LOVE this place n think it's some of the best Chinese in Springfield. Their fried dumplings are the bomb! The owners are lovely n the delivery service is quick n our order is always correct. Now I DO AGREE they do not put enough veggies in their dishes, beef n broccoli is " light on the 🄦" and I was SHOCKED when I ordered the veggie fried rice on more than 1 occasion and it literally only contained onions!! I strongly recommend you avoid that. It's really designed for take out or delivery, dining space is minimal. The kitchen is extremely clean and we have honestly never had an issue. Pretty good General Tsau'sšŸ” and they have pretty good incentives of free menu items when you order over $15, $25 etc but I do always remind them to include it please. . I don't mind the price increases as long as the quality n quantity remains the same but PLEASE HO MEI...more fresh veggies in your meals, actually use a variety of veggies in your veggie fried rice and keep using fresh clean oil n I...

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1y

My past 3 orders they have been missing items. When you call they sorry and send the item. This time they missed a whole order of wings and called to let them know and SPECIFICALLY asked TO NOT send the driver with the wings since I didn’t want them anymore and to just refund the 10.50 plus tax back. Well the driver still came, i wasn’t home at that time and told him I had asked not to send the wings. Called the restaurant back and once again the person at the phone was pushing for me to get the wings and when I would asked for the refund all of the sudden he wouldn’t understand and say he didn’t know what I was asking. I used to like this place but after this I am done. Never again. If they are going to miss items they should be able to refund the item and thats it as requested by the customer not gaslight you and all of the sudden not understand...

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