You know the really nice Asian markets? The kind that has fresh fruits, vegetables and fish? This isn’t it. In fact, the only reason I even come here is because it’s close by and I needed something basic like soy sauce or fish sauce for cooking. I actually have a hard time picking something up without looking at its expiration date and even if it hasn’t expired… There’s a part of me that doesn’t trust it. There’s dust, clutter and the place is dimly lit. So, Funny story. Gather around. The owner is socially awkward. I’m Chinese American and I get she’s Chinese. But I’m not sure why she thought it was polite to tell someone that they should spend money to redo their teeth. She must have mistakenly thought that my profession at the oral surgeons office makes me want to get new teeth. She highly encourages shaping my teeth. I just laughed because she told me how many implants are in her mouth. Lady, at least mine are all real. Plus I think my smiles alright. I got bugs bunny front teeth but I’m ok with that. Please just sell me your fish sauce. That’s all I came for. Now I feel like I’ll drive anywhere else but here to get just that. Don’t come here. It’s beyond me why this place is still open.