Mr Wu's , London: X is for x-marks the spot for some quick chinese
I must admit I don't know if the owner of Mr Wu's is actually called Mr Wu, but you will always find him busying himself around the goldmine in Wardour Street known as Mr Wu's - and you will always find him with a large mug of steaming hot (English) Tea in his hand.This Chinese buffet has a loyal following, and at less than a fiver it means you can fill up for virtually nothing. The range of buffet items is a little limited but the quick turnover always means huge dishes are coming out of the kitchens to help replenish the starving hoards.You may well have to queue to get in,queue to get to the buffet and queue to pay - and you must pay in cash as well.I had to (of course) add the lyrics from the famous George Formby Song for you enjoyment...Mr. Wu no longer has a laundry. Sad to say the business was flop.He shouted 'what a hope' as he chewed a bar of soapAnd then put up the shutters of...




































