Saturday, December 11, 2010

Dac Phuc

My mom took me and Andrew to this place over Thanksgiving. I had worked for 3 months in Hanoi, Vietnam back in the fall/winter of 2000 and miss authentic northern Vietnamese pho bo, whose broth is clearer and more savory (less sweet) than its southern cousin. My mom's friend Aunty Yman swears by this place. And of course she is right. I could almost hear the cacophony of zooming and honking mopeds on the streets of Hanoi as I sucked down the rice noodles and soup from this bowl of pho bo dac biet.

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