“ Let's start off with the food, the lo mein here is always good. And also the spareribs are flavorful. The portions are big for the price. in the menu is expensive vast and full of options. The food comes out fast and the cashier is nice. The one has a small interior you still fell welcomed. Also the prices are small. You have to visit the small shop, because I guarantee you will have a great experience. ”

“ Delicious and worth every penny! have ordered several times and would recommend to anyone looking for delicious Chinese in the area! ”

“ Solid Chinese takeout spot in Weehawken! We order from No 1 Chinese a lot, maybe once every two weeks. The food is always decent and consistent, service is usually fast, and prices are kind to the wallet. It's not going to rival some of the restaurants you'd find in Chinatown or Flushing, but it's the best option in the area. We usually get the same standard fare (some combo of: chicken with broccoli, wonton soup, veggie lo mein, pork with mixed veggies, General Tso's chicken) and we find that when we have a hankering for Chinese food, it gives us our fix. ”

“ Good variety, reasonable prices, delivery available, excellent steamed vegetables and spring rolls. ”

“ Solid neighborhood Chinese place been going for years. The same family has run forever. Glad thy made it through pandemic. We order 2-3 times a month sometime more. Big fans of hot and sour soup, all the spicy chicken dishes, shrimp Mei Fun, Fried chicken cutlets, ribs. They are very close to us so food is always super fast delivery and piping hot. Sometimes I walk over but I like the delivery people so much I feel like I'm helping them out with the tip! All the delivery people are super nice and always smiling. Whether they walk or bike it, still fast. Ordering tonight! ”

“ Best Chinese food in the area! Lightening fast delivery. The delivery driver, Vincent, is wonderful. ”

“ Yes, it's Christmas Day, but somebody has to help keep the gears of capitalism grinding on while others more fortunate (and wealthy) are able to enjoy feasting with their friends and family in the comfort of their own homes, opening presents, watching football games (is anyone actually watching "The Yule Log?"), interacting with loved ones, drinking that "special" Christmas Egg Nog (I used to drink the "Mr. Boston" brand back in my drinking days). In Hoboken, that thankless, onerous duty falls to at least some members of the "notorious" (actually, no one's ever heard of us, but humor me...) Lunchbox Mafia. Given the fact that it's Christmas Day, our choices for take-out delivery are limited to slim and none. In other words, the Chinese restaurants in the area are cleaning up, and we're among their willing victims. In order to keep things interesting, we've been ordering from different Chinese restaurants when that's the cuisine we want. "No 1" has proven itself to be pretty good. The price is right, the delivery is fairly quick, the food is generally pretty decent (their egg rolls are less than stellar, but if you cover them with enough mustard, they taste grand). My first impulse in writing this review was to give this place a not-so-great rating, based on what happened today. I'm working with "Frankie Five Angels" (Dwight). The Godfather of Lunch himself (Chuck) is due in later. He told me to order him chicken and broccoli when we ordered, and he'll eat it when he arrives. So we did. I decided to treat myself and ordered the "Happy Family." Dwight ordered chicken with mixed vegetables. And we ordered chicken and broccoli for the Don. As usual, delivery was quick; the delivery guy was friendly and cheerful. The problem was, looking through the plastic lids of the dishes we ordered, everything looked the same. I put aside the Godfather's dish, handed Dwight what I thought was his, and took what I thought was mine over to my desk. Those grinding gears of capitalism slowed down to a near halt as we prepared for lunch. One has to have one's priorities in order, after all. I liked what I had, but as I'm eating, I notice there's no shrimp, no beef, no scallops, no pork. I look over at Dwight. "I think they gave me the wrong order. All I have in here is chicken and mushrooms. It's good, but this ain't Happy Family. Ain't even Manson Family." (Ha Ha; that's my version of "holiday cheer"). Dwight calls the restaurant back, indignant. Then he looks through what he's been eating, and comes up with a healthy sized shrimp. And another. And Dwight is allergic to shrimp. Oh, oh. In the Lunchbox Mafia hierarchy, I like to refer to myself as "Tom Hagen," because of my Irish-German ethnicity; not because I'm particularly smart or observant. I almost wiped out Frankie Five Angels with the shrimp he can't eat. God forbid I had mistakenly given the Godfather of Lunch my Happy Family; he's Muslim and eating pork is an "infamnia." I could well have ended up sleeping with the fishes. If I have an objective criticism to make about the restaurant itself, the dishes should maybe be more clearly marked when it's a multiple order, as ours invariably are. Even when the plastic lids are peeled back, one dish looks awfully similar to the other one(s). Other than that, though, it's a good Chinese restaurant, fairly priced. When I ask that they make their dishes without MSG, they actually pay attention to me. I've yet to get migraines from eating here. Unfortunately, because of my own stupidity and short-sightedness, I've been demoted from "Tom Hagen" status to "Paulie Gatto" status. Ah, well... (Dwight may have actually eaten one of those shrimps; his lips are "tingling" with allergic reaction and I'm waiting to see if I have to call 911. He's a good friend, but he isn't getting mouth-to-mouth resuscitation from me. 911 it'll have to be.) ”