Parking at a valet is something that many Americans will go their whole lives without ever doing. And yet in LA most of us will do it at least once a week.

After we downed some Slippery Shrimp this afternoon in Chinatown while looking at their impressive wall of autographed photographs of state and local politicians (although, curiously, no photos of our Senators) we realized that we were about to retrieve our car from the city's lowest-price valet.

"Oh but I know of some free valets", you might say. But we would say that's cheating. Anyone can give something away for fee. Yang Chow actually receives revenue while simultaneously giving its patrons the pleasant feeling that they're getting an unbelievable value. Win, win.

The truth is, in the part of Chinatown where Yang Chow sits, parking is at a premium and the paid lots are much more pricey than the three quarter valet.

Xièxie!

photo by Sonny I. LaVista for LAist