Pho is the Vietnamese cafe attached to the coffee shop at Treasure Island. I had hoped to recommend this place as a healthy alternative to the buffet purgatory that is Las Vegas, but the crab and tomato soup triggered my posttraumatic-stress disorder. Remember that tragic night in college when I vomited blood in my toilet? I do now. Pho serves up huge portions, but I can't eat tomato-flavored water that looks like bloody puke. The Thai iced tea was tasty.