Pho-ck it.
Pho and I have had a rocky relationship from the get-go.
I originally tried it in Seattle where my sister swore up and down about its deliciousness and supposed healing powers.
I was super stoked to try this magical soup!
I was sorry to report to her that I did not, ahem, like it at all. I wasn't a fan of the flowery tasting broth and the raw meat that had to cook in there. And no, I don't think the Vietnamese are "savages" as one yelper was insinuating I said!
Anyhoo. I wasn't a fan.
Jump to 2 years later. Vegas. My sister again tries to convince me and brings me here to Lemongrass. I wussed out and went with a Banh Mi (which was delicious!) and decided to give her pho a taste. Lo and behold, I didn't hate it!
From that instance, I vowed to order my own the next time I had the opportunity.
That such time came early this December and I am glad to report that I am a phan!! The staff here is very friendly and their food is fresh and delicious.
Thank you, Lemongrass. You win.