There are plenty of places in Portland where you may procure a steamin’ bowl of Pho, but I think Pho Vietnam on 82nd and Foster serves one of the best. The difference is in the broth. The broth here is so flavorful, so rich and complex, I actually forego adding every other condiment on the table (me like sauces) and appreciate the soup just as the chef has prepared it. A large bowl – too large, actually – costs $7 and comes with a plate of fresh, crisp bean sprouts, sprigs of cilantro and thai basil, jalapeno slices and juicy lime wedges. Now there's a veggie platter I can get excited about!
I gather that Vietnamese beef and noodle soup is comfort food for more than just Asian Americans. It’s something of a cold remedy here in the pacific northwest, and I even have a friend who swears it’ll cure a hangover. I always feel relaxed and happy after a good bowl of Pho. It’s just what I need before I hit I5 for a journey to visit my awol mother, whom I have had almost no contact with since the early 80s.
*note: thanks to my fellow Phodophiliac friend Jen Bernard.