Soup with rice noodles is what this is called on Tony Pho's menu while his customers name it chicken pho in their photographs. Chicken fuh.
Actually, I don't even know what the phok pho is.
From what I can tell it's just soup.
This is 1/3 the amount of broth, noodles, chicken and herbs. So if you don't hear from me for awhile it will be because I am busy most likely eating this same thing all over again two more times.
Tony's makes a big deal out of their piles of mint and so do I. I think that they think it is a great market strategy and they are probably right. That is a huge pile of mint and customers believe they must eat it this way because that is the way it is presented. It is fun seeing lavish piles of fresh vegetables and herbs on all the tables. But be reasonable. You already know to crumble leaves to get them to release their compounds. You already know that a little goes a very long way. Why do they want us to ingest so much mint? Maybe it's weak mint. Some are much stronger than others. Maybe it's show and they don't intend for us to eat it all. I don't know. I am rooting the mint that they gave me. Because that is fun. And I tasted this mint. It is strong. Way too strong to eat the whole pile at once as they do in the restaurant.
And if you do, well, then that is a whole 'nuther story.
That I could write.
As porn.
And have a story so realistically bizarre, so plausible, so whacked, so fun, that you'll be tempted to try it. The essences of mint oil-based and water-based utterly permeated throughout the body and the scent of mint everywhere and the taste of mint in impossible places as the body devotes to processing mint, the body emits an aura of mint until the mint is processed.
"She ate mint at Tony Pho's."
"I see that."
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