"I know this is a dream for you, to be the only white guy in a Vietnamese strip mall, but c'mon, we have an appointment to keep." These are the words that I, Solo Basura, received from
Kimbap after stepping from the car in Little Saigon. The meeting, which was food related, only served to increase our already intensified hungers. We promptly crossed the street to Pho Quang Trung where the little Buddhist shrine inside the front door was getting a thorough cleaning by an industrious kitchen worker. Kimbap, who is under the weather, ordered a classic bowl of Pho Tai and I had Bun Bo Xao (rice vermicelli with stir-fried beef) which was sabroso enough to incite
Quang Trung himself to start The
Tay Son Rebellion. Also, we were given a soupy black bean dessert (which had an artificial grape candy flavor) on the house. I only wish I had seen the papaya beef jerky appetizer before looking at the to-go menu to write this entry, next time. All in all, estaba delicioso. On the way out, Kimbap noticed that The Buddha had a fresh cup of coffee as we walked through the chiming doorway into the OC sun.
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