Ever dream about getting called out by a group of bloggers at an uber fancy restaurant? Involving repeated screams of: “you don’t like anything”, “hater”, “tell me what’s good!” etc.?
Must only be me. Cept it was in real life… As the kiddies say.. FML?
Herewith, we’ll start a lil sit-com series called: “Crap I like”. These restaurants may be just a tad above mediocre, but all very well loved. They will be my connection to the general public, vehicles by which this blog’s public image will be softened, restaurants that’ll allow people to see the gentler side. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Whatevers.
Thang Long. OG Vietnamese clubbers love this place, but not the pho joint across the street. I was told, over and over, at 3am, Thang Long is good now, “The Other Place” is not. No logic, no rhyme, definitely NO reason. Apparently there’s “fad pho”. Quote me on that. I visited “The Other Place” nearly a decade ago. “The Other Place” tasted as swell as any bowl of pho can taste in my decade old memory bank. Thang Long is just as fine. And no, Shark Club’s watery drinks didn’t wreck my taste buds nor toss my brain cells. I wasn’t tasting the Maker’s Mark. Trust.
That nite, as every nite, everyone got the pho filet. Pho filet is part of this “fad pho” trendlet. It’s hot. Not quite Padma hot but.. Paris hot. I opted to stay with the cornucopia of beef varietals in my base soup. Except I got jacked, cuz the pho filet broth was more complex, even tho there was nothing being immersed like the pho dac biet. Apparently the Makers was messing with me after all. Pho filet’s broth was deep, not quite oily and.. a bit touched by msg, but not offensive. At 3am, it wasn’t too sweet, not too
porky bovine (as corrected by Gastronomer in comments below), with not too much nutmeg nor anise. Very balanced.
Or very drunk.