My lovely girlfriend was stuck in the hotel getting acquainted with the room's toilet facilities, so I headed out for a bite to eat. Stumbled across this place which had all the makings for a great meal (harsh florescent ceiling lights, miniature plastic stools and clinical fold up steel tables, a white tiled floor laden with tissues and discarded herbs, the proprietor and family busy working away, the majority of customers being locals, the sound of noodle slurping and lip smacking, and lastly an inviting and saliva-inducing smell wafting out of the restaurant).
The food is served quickly and was probably the best pho I had in the two weeks I was in the country. Rich, flavoursome, meaty broth, layers of delicately sliced beef, fresh herb garnishes and readily available extra chillies.
The pho with a beer came to 60k. Thank you.
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