A reader wrote the following: Eh I don’t really blame you for doing whatever you can to take your hustle to the next level. It’s not like your pho noodle reviews were going to take you anywhere.
I respectfully disagree. The reason I started this blog was to find the best pho in the world! And dag nabbit, I plan on doing that. First, I would like to at least find a decent bowl in New York City. After returning from my Quest Around the Globe, I was in need of pho to recalibrate my senses. Another reader recommended Nha Thrang One which is located on 87 Baxter Street. Famished, I thought I would give it a try.
Some places call them spring rolls and some call it summer rolls. Be sure to clarify if you want rice paper or fried as spring often refers to the latter. At Nha Trang One, the spring rolls came out instantaneously. Unfortunately, they were a huge disappointment. They were dry from the outside and overstuffed with boredom on the inside.
A wise man once said, don’t judge a bowl by its cover; investigate the ingredients individually.
Before I could complain about how bad the spring rolls were, the pho was served. Staying true to protocol, I tried the broth without adding the additional ingredients. It was bland.
The beef was overcooked which is a cardinal sin. When one orders pho tai, one expects it to be slightly raw. The piping hot broth should bring it to its perfect state.
Why are there purple onions in my pho?
I don’t have to write the conclusion. Readers of The Pho Of Life know what an unfinished bowl means.