Rating: 7 / 10 There is a deep corner of my soul reserved for Mexican food, and that is something I almost never find in Asia. Johnny's Taco's in Bali do a good tex-mex job, but most places you try are criminally underwhelming.
Who has the best Mexican Food in Asia? Answers on a postcard.
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Rating: 6 / 10 Nine out of ten time's I would steer clear of anything mentioned in multiple guidebooks, just for the fact that I didn't come all the way to Vietnam to sit amongst fifty German, French and American tourists. However, having spent months in the city over the course of the past couple years, I felt it was time to try something different and see if it held a candle to the more humble style Vietnamese food I was used to.
Rating: 8 / 10 I wouldn't take it as an insult if people said I was a fanatic. Today was probably borderline. Reading feverously once again I stumbled across this place out in the bloody boonies (compared to where I stay) which had intriguing commentaries, reviews and write-ups. It was in an area called OISHI TOWN, about a 30 minute drive. I panicked when I saw they close at 9pm. It was 8.10pm and I was still near Bui Vien.
Rating: 8 / 10 Suspicion always lead me to avoid entering this restaurant when I lived around the corner. Peering in to see clueless tourists panic-stricken flipping through a menu of foreign delights, with a waiter patiently explaining to them the concept of fish sauce, lime, lemongrass, herbs as they communicated in foreign tongues asking each other what the safest option would be.
Rating: 9 / 10 What lengths would I go to for a bowl of ramen? Ok, I haven't killed anyone yet, or stripped nude in a public place, or wrestled a panda bear. Short of that, I have changed travel plans, or taken lengthy motorbike rides to unknown suburbs all with the dim hope that MAYBE this bowl will be "the one".
Rating: 9 / 10 The internet is rammed with feisty tourists fawning over the meat-orgy at Huynh Hoa, bread rolls stuffed to bursting with luncheon meat, mystery artifacts, vegetables and slathered in far too much mayonaise. I'll err on the side of lunacy here and proudly retort: "I like my sandwiches of a minimal kind". That's where this spot comes in.
Rating: 9 / 10 Having spent months in Saigon over the course of a decade, I have eaten my fair share of mediocre bowls, ranging from trendy "nu-viet" restaurants, to the quintessential streetside plastic stool job. Of all the bowls I have eaten in varying degrees of lucidity and mental fatigue, three places stand atop broth mountain: Pho Quynh, Pho Hung and my personal fave, Pho Phu Vuong.
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"Sadness is tempered by umami, grief by the motion of slurping, hope restored in the ladling of glistening, fatty broth"
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