This is one of those dishes that made me fall in love with Vietnamese food.
My neighborhood in San Francisco had a Vietnamese restaurant (wut up Aux Delices!) and the Vietnamese Bun Chay noodle bowl was my go-to.
I loved living in my SF studio apartment. It’s the only time I’d ever lived alone. I owned a hot-pink rug, ate popcorn for dinner and stared out the window at neighbor’s flowering tree downstairs. Unquestionably, life is good now, but nostalgia hits you in the face every once in a while.