Have you ever gone to a place and were so overwhelmed by the menu options that you ultimately just point to some random item and say "I want" and pray that they don't bring out a moose knuckle or a pot of Sanka? That was our first experience at Da Vang. We live in the neighborhood and I've been wanting to check this place out for the better part of a year, but we never got around to it. Until tonight, that is. Honestly, I can't tell you what I had (it was the #27) but I can tell you it was wonderful! Strikingly fresh vegetables, great meat; amazing! And we arrived 15 minutes before they were scheduled to close on this Monday evening. [Truth be told, we weren't the only ones going close to 8 p.m. At least half a dozen others were converging upon Da Vang as they were trying to close up shop, and all were allowed to order.]
Da Vang, now that I know you're my little jewel in the strip mall--and near a strip club, no less--I shall be seeing more of you and sampling all your bounties.