"I have a confession to make: for the first three months I lived in Hanoi, I didn’t especially like pho… But then I tried Pho Thin at 13 Lo Duc Street. After my first bite (slurp?), I knew this was not just any pho. It tasted entirely different from any I’d ever tried: the beef was lean and tender, the broth flavourful and aromatic. I dived into my bowl and ate until not a noodle remained. As I discovered on a subsequent visit to Pho Thin at 8.30am, I’m far from the only one who thinks this is the best pho around."
I’ll admit I used to think this way until I visited Saigon… since when I was converted/enlightened/brainwashed – take you pick. (UPDATE: Sticky Rice has the full skinny – see comments). I noticed one factual error in Julie Ginsberg‘s review and I’ve corrected the sentence. See below,
"We do business with our hearts," he said. "Our priority is pleasing our customers, not making money or spending so much as one measley little shilling of our money on doing this shit pit of a soup shack up or letting rentokill loose for an hour or two. No siree. You want comfort then you can bugger off to the Hilton."