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| - I get a cold quite often, and like most of you, I turn into a useless, slow, bathrobe-wearing, mucus-y whiny bitch. I can't think, I can't speak and I sure as hell can't assemble food together but I feel like I am dying and I demand food furiously.
No? Just me? Alright. I apologize
I knew I needed Pho. Only pho could take care of my cold-inflected grumpiness, my sore and phlegmy throat, my permanent frown on my face. Looking around Yelp, Pho 68 was the only one within a 2-3 block drive and that had decent reviews. I quickly call them, asking for a menu. They don't have one on their website (or I think they don't have a website at all), but they email me a soft copy. Oh Glory, the menu at my finger tips. I call them back immediately with my order and tell them I'm on my way.
I somehow manage to put on (what looks like) outside appropriate clothes and drive to Pho68. The gentleman at the counter explains to be how to assemble it: the meats are all raw and the veggies are separated. Heat up the broth until it is super boiling hot and quickly dump the meat in, followed by the noodles and veggies. Then, as I always do, dump 4-5 limes worth of juice to cut the fat in the broth and give it flavor. Then I dump everything in a serving bowl (you know, those huge ones that they usually use for decoration in your house) and I sit in front of the TV.
I may look like a small person, but I consumed what looked like a serving dish for 6 people in one sitting. The broth was BURSTING with flavor, the meat was tender (brisket ,meatball and eye round steak) and the veggies were crispy and fresh. Its not the best Pho in the world, but it definitely hit the spot, was high in quality and super affordable (about $7.50 for the large). I loved their customer service, their speed and their friendliness. Really, when you're that sick and moody, you become a hard person to satisfy.
I was satisfied. I held my tummy full of pho and I took a nice, coma-induced nap.
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