It’s been a while since my last post but I figure the hot summer weather is a good excuse for my lowered pho consumption. But don’t worry friends, that didn’t stop me from getting Pho in the hottest possible weather ever. I know I said the goal of this blog was to try all of the pho places in LA but I guess I lied. Last weekend my friends and I did a trip to Vegas as our last hoorah before becoming real adults (RIP having no responsibilities).
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It wouldn’t feel right if I didn’t add a photo of the group
So what does Vegas have to do with pho you may ask. By a stroke of luck, fate, or whatever you want to call it, we happened to pick a hotel that had a Vietnamese restaurant as one of its main restaurant choices. It may have only been Treasure Island, excuse me, TI (I see you and your rebranding efforts, TI) but it was perfect. The first day there we were too, ehm, distracted to even think of sitting down for a meal but by the second day our bodies were in dire need of sustenance. Pho was calling our names.
At this point of our trip my body was aching for literally any morsel of food, so my review of this pho may be a little bias. However, taking the first sip of the broth was like drinking from a fountain produced by the gods. Even if I wasn’t on the verge of collapse I really do think I would have enjoyed the broth just as much – it was delicious.
After adding the usual fixings I devoured my bowl at an alarming rate. Delicious enough to make me consider staying at ~TI~ for my next Vegas trip… maybe.
Goodbye Pho Now,
Nahal