Looking Up an Old Love on the Streets of Vietnam. Ahhh, pho for breakfast, pho for lunch and pho for dinner. Until you've had the pleasure of a well cooked piping hot bowl of pho, you probably don't know what I mean. Pho is pho for the soul (yes, I mean pho for the soul, not food for the soul). Time definitely flies when your having pho. I may be pho king, morning, noon, and night, if there was only a pho place near where I work. Baltimore is just a ripe market for pho, but not many people see it. I just want one around me, so I can satisfy my cravings when it hits. Call me a pho phanatic, I see myself normal, compared to the rest of my family.
Posted by johnvu at August 14, 2003 07:50 PM