I hope this ongoing tour of my local market is helping illustrate just how much nosh there is in this city. This market isn’t special, it isn’t big. It’s just like a squillion others in town, but I’m still not done exploring it. The thing is barely 100 metres long and I’m as tall as it is wide. So, you know, it’s small, it’s good and there are more, a lot more just like it all over Saigon. Go explore.
This stallholder sells Bun thit nuong (Grilled pork with vermicelli noodles) for 7,000VD and her stall is about midway down the alley. This is my first time stoolside at her perch. I’m a regular at the other thit nuong seller and I must admit I felt a bit of a slag sloping off to her rival four stalls and weasel’s burp up my back passage, but there are noticeable differences between the two. This seller doesn’t do the kebab numbers and she doesn’t do those freakin’ top rice roll rockers.
She’s a straight up ‘n’ down thit woman. Vermicelli noodles, chopped up cha gio (spring rolls), veggies and scissored, marinated, grilled pork in a bowl, mish-mash-mosh, slurp of nuoc mam (fish sauce) and whallop, you’re done.
I think old reliable four hops and a beetle’s scrurry to her right is better. This was a bit bland and I do like my rolls, big time and OK, I’ll admit I did stop by her rival for a nibble and a gulp on the way back to Pieman Towers. Whaddya think? Those cha gio above look a bit munchtastic ehhh?