Summer Chicken Pho
My very first experience with pho (pronounced “fuh”) was in Chinatown in Toronto, Canada. I was hanging out with one of my closest friends, Carmen, who suggested we have lunch at her favorite Vietnamese restaurant. As soon as we sat down, Carmen grabbed a menu and pointed to a picture of a bowl of noodle soup with what looked like raw beef on top. “They make the best pho here for just 5$!” she exclaimed and said that it came topped with beans sprouts, fresh basil, mint and a big lime wedge. Since I love beef tartare and all kinds of noodle soups, this pho thing sounded like something right up my alley. “I’ve never had it but my mouth is drooling from just hearing about it. I’ll have one too!”, I said to Carmen as I raised my hand to get the waiter’s attention.