if someone takes the time to travel 33,000 miles to venture into 48 states over the course of 70 days, all for the sake of a bar - you go to that bar. if you see a gaggle of people shivering in 20 degree weather to get past an iron gate in the middle of chinatown, you get in line. and after grabbing dinner with some friends at dim sum garden , that's exactly what we did. hop sing laundromat is proclaimed to be a simple bar by its gregarious, if not eccentric proprietor, lêe . yet, it is clearly anything but. in fact, though we were shivering with other soon-to-be patrons, it was clear that we were all excited for what was to come. to give you a sense of what to expect in terms of wait times, there was no one in front of the iron gate at 7:30pm. but by 9pm, the line was almost 45 minutes deep. but that's to be expected. lêe clearly wants you to enjoy the experience - and an experience it is. though his demeanor seems to be tempered from earlier accounts of his scrutinizing ways, at the very least, be prepared to be in dress shoes. no sneakers or flip flops to be had here. courtesy of yelp & photo by robert neroni photography when you're up to bat, lêe will ask if you've been here before. if the answer's a no, be prepared to let him know how you heard about hop sing laundromat. and once those answers are satisfactory, be prepared to enter into his dominion. you'll lounge in the intimately and dimly decorated waiting area for a bit, replete with shoe shine stand! lêe will ensure that the rules are understood - no talking on the cell phone or pictures allowed. why is this you might ask? to protect the privacy of the patrons, of course! and if you really need to take that urgent phone call on a saturday night? lêe will direct you back to the waiting area. once you have that down pat, you'll enter into a uniquely designed studio, filled with candelabras, antique books, paintings, and exposed brick - simply gorgeous. the stacks of booze along the