I admit that I'm not yet fiending for vegetarian grilled eel and roast faux duck. But give me some canned meat subs, Chinese Restaurant Tea (that's what it's called!), cheap blocks of tofu, and you can have all my dollar. It's quite mellow in here, too. No bumping into ex-boyfriends, and I can further develop my body language by communicating through gestures and hope that an Asian family will adopt me when they find me lost in the noodle aisle.
Hung Vuong Supermarket, 1122 Washington Ave. , 215.336.2803