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| - Ok so Its time to light Pho Avina's facking ass on fire. I remember going here when just the old lady ran the joint. She was top notch, the food was good, she cranked out one hell of an avocado boba. Those were the days party people, those were the days.
Now let me compound things a bit. I am talking tons of shit to my co workers about how I love vietnamese food and that you just cant get a good nuoc mia ninh kieu in Phoenix (obviously trying to be a food badass, cuz I am) and Pho Avina goes and sucker kicks my shit in the ballz.
For the record I ordered easy. I went ZERO pho as it was 142 outside. I went BBQ Pork bahn mi, spring rolls, bobas.
I GOT SOME MOTHERFACKINGSHITTASTICAMERICANIZEDBOOLSHEEET.
I say again, BOOOOOOOLSHEEEEEEET.
Bahn Mi
Rotten brown HALLOPEENOHS, check.
Funky ass pork, chiggitty check y'all.
MotherFACKINGCHUNKS of veggies, microphone check y'all.
How do you fuck up a bahn mi?
Spring Rolls
rotten lettuce, uhhh huhhhh
crispy rice wrapper, you bet your ass
Boba
Got FACKING syrup?
Let me tell you this vietnamese food experience went over like a turd in a punch bowl with my co workers. Who now have undisputed proof that I am a dip shit and to not listen to me. Based on this one Pho Avina experience. My co workers have shunned me.
Pho Avina just got put on notice. I used to eat there because I thought it was a cool little AUTHENTIC vietnamese joint. I dont go in for mass consumption shit.
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