My son took me to this little hole in the wall place for some Pho a while back. Not sure how or why he went in there in the first place since it was so secluded and hidden.
I was kind of amazed to find this place packed and we even had to wait a few minutes for a table.
There were several choices on the menu but gazing around the room it was obvious why every one was there, and that was for the Pho.
I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do with this gigantic bowl of soup when it arrived. My son advised me that I was supposed to put some of the things the waitress had put on the table in it for seasoning.
I watched what he did and tried to do the same as our tastes are fairly similar. Oh my! Mine didn’t come out anything like his at all!
Being the gentleman that he is he insisted that we trade. I felt bad but he ate it all so it couldn’t have been that bad.
Don’t think I’ll be going back for Pho any time soon but it was fun to try something new. More than that, it’s always a pleasure to spend an afternoon with my son.