On the edge of Chinatown, in a bizarre tunnel that serves as a seemingly unregulated bus depot sits Tom’s. Once home to Dim Sum Garden, which moved around the corner to much fancier digs, Tom’s renovated and expanded, and it’s turned out well.
Under the ownership of an original Dim Sum Garden manager (I think I have that right), Tom’s doesn’t have the cart, but they do have some dope food.
Pork and chive dumplings and scallion pancake
Shanghai noodles and Little Miss Nachojawn eating rice by hand.
Tom’s Dim Sum
59 N. 11th St.