I was craving vermicelli. I had driven by Pho Quinn a number of times and decided to try it out.
I walked into the restaurant. The decor looked nice. I was greeted promptly by a server. I was dining by myself. I got seated at a small table with two chairs, in front of the door. It felt like it was -12°C outside with the windchill. I wanted to sit somewhere else.
I asked if I could do a booth, as the restaurant wasn't busy for 6 pm on a Friday. The woman behind the bar said that the booths are for "big people." What does that mean?! Sure, everyone staffed there speaks Cantonese, but this reason still didn't make sense. Frankly, it made me feel small. I was treated like dirt because I was hungry and dining alone.
I sat down at the table, which wobbled, making me feel seasick, but on land. I demonstrated this defect to the server, who was nice to have me move to the other small table next to the wobbly one.
The best part about sitting at this table? It's under a heating vent that blasts heat on your head. Fun.
I ordered the D4, which was grilled pork in vermicelli with a spring roll and shrimp on a sugar cane. It wasn't yummy. I have had better.
The meal came with tea. It took forever to get my bill.
I don't recommend coming to this restaurant. I don't like being treated like a second-class customer because I am a lone eater. The food isn't flavourful. I certainly didn't get my money's worth. I won't be coming back. Ever.