A while back, I announced I was going to be conducting a taste test of one of my favorite comfort foods: pho.
That great Vietnamese soup just like my dearly departed Jewish grandma used to make. Well, not quite. But a decent substitute.
Nothing like pho for breakfast.
And the verdict? Surprisingly, the soup in the homeland was watery and blah.
I even tried some at another place, where Bill Clinton stopped in. It wasn’t any better.
Sorry, Bill. Lancaster wins hands down. Just goes to show …
Planet Lippstone is headed for Iceland — with a new computer packed with Windows 8. (I know; what was I thinking).
See ya soon if conditions and computer cooperate. And have A Merry.