This is where we had lunch yesterday. Panda something. It is a Mongolian bbq place but I am convinced they never put anything away at night or stay with fresh ingredients in the morning. It was way divey. The sign says greens and groceries and is the awning over where you assemble your ingredients. It was so not nice that Bret opted not to tip. It want like we had a waitress anyway. The only woman working there was so caught up in her Asian soap opera we were lucky she cooked our food at all.