The food was mediocre, but the service was worse than the DMV on a 90° F day.
When I called up Panda Restaurant, the woman on the other end delightfully began the conversation with, "Hello, Panda Chinese, what your order?" I asked, "Do you have delivery?" to which she replied, "What?!" I repeated the question. She began speaking to a customer in the restaurant and hung up on me.
I gave her the benefit of the doubt that maybe a finger slipped and called back to repeat my question. This time she stated that they stopped delivery so I placed an order for pick-up. I began: "General Tso's Chicken combo..." which elicited another lovely back-and-forth. "Whaaat?" she cried, unsure of what I meant. So I explained in the simplest terms possible: "General Tso's Chicken, broccoli, pork fried rice..." She responded, "Okay, general chicken, broccoli, fried rice. OK. What else?" I gave her the rest of the order without incident.
So I got there 15~20 minutes later and told the women at the counter the last 4 digits of my phone number so they could find my order. Initially I was given the wrong order. I repeated the digits and eventually they got the right bag. Before the transaction was finalized, another hapless soul wandered in to pick up their order.
"Hi, I called ahead. Just Lobster Lo Mein," the poor lamb told the women running the desk. They stared at her blankly and responded, "Shrimp Lo Mein?" Confused, the patron repeated, "No...Lobster Lo Mein." As the two women continued to stare at the customer next to me, one began to speak to the other in Cantonese. After speaking in her first language, she said one last time, "Shrimp Lo Mein," in hopes that maybe that would have changed something. After much confusion, they finally agreed to make the girl another dish and finished my transaction.
Without verifying their contents, I checked that they gave me the three containers of food I had ordered and headed out. Once home I sat down with my boyfriend ready to enjoy an unhealthy indulgence and opened up the entree to find chicken & broccoli. Too tired to call them to complain, we resigned to eat the slightly healthier dish which, had it been what we wanted, wasn't that bad.
The moral of this flowery story (or TL;DR): Don't go here, people! I have no idea how this place is still in business considering that not only did they hang up on me and screw up my order, but the person who walked in while I was there also had THEIR order messed up! Reading other reviews it looks like it's also pretty common for them to hang up on people. There are other options close by, so avoid this place if you can.