I had just gotten off a plane that smelled like cheese. After I got over that olfactory overload, I was starving. Friends picked me up from the airport and we were off in search of food. After circling Las Vegas for about an hour, we finally settled upon Pho Kim Long again. I mean, why fight it. It has decent pho, it's fast and it's open no matter what time of day.
They redecorated or something, and now everything is varying shades of diarrhea brown.
The help were very angry here. The waiter was not amused with us and was not very happy to answer our questions about portion size. The pho was again decent, so that's all that matters, but they got a new menu and raised prices slightly.
And it smelled like feet in there.
Between the cheese-smelling plane, and the feet-smelling restaurant, I was done for the night. But phull of happy-pho-ness.