Is the menu riddled with errors? Are the surroundings a bit dingy? Will the restaurant's name be misspelled on your credit card statement (King of Noddles)? To all, yes. But that's half the fun of King of Noodles, an unassuming Chinese restaurant near San Francisco's Golden Gate Park that boasts some of the best hand-pulled noodles I've tasted. Whether slicked in a funky fermented black bean sauce or tucked into a steaming bowl of broth with bok choy, it's easy to understand how King of Noodles got its name.