"Phở is a Vietnamese noodle soup, usually served with beef (phở bò) or chicken (phở gà). The soup includes noodles made from rice is often served with Vietnamese basil, mint leaves, lime, and bean sprouts are added to the soup by the person who is dining."
This is the soup that will be served in heaven. This is not a picture of the soup I made. I wish. My first stab at making this seemingly simple soup went surprisingly well. At least it was edible.
There is this great chain of restaurants in Northern Virginia and Southern Maryland called "Pho ___" (insert random number) They all have a different number; 75, 43, 88. I don't know if there is a system to the numbering, I just know they have awesome soup. The clear beef broth is flavored with onion, cilantro, ginger and various other spices I don't even know the names of. You pick two meats to put in the broth. There are also noodles. You are given a plate with bean sprouts, cilantro, lime and a carousel of sauces including Srirache and soy.
As I was wandering through the produce section of Jawad's (the local supermarket) I was struck with a moment of inspiration, or insanity. I saw all the ingredients in front of me and decided to try making Pho that night. Once I got my shopping bags home, I unloaded my loot. I had looked up a few recipes and decided to try the most simple one. I had even devised a plan to remedy the potential "Ewws" and "It's too salady!" responses from the kids.
So when I put the colander in the sink with the intention of draining the noodles, imagine my surprise when I looked down at my hands and saw that I was on auto-pilot and draining my broth down the drain! I lost about a quarter of my liquid gold! Oh well, there's always next time, right? Everyone actually liked the soup. It wasn't up to true Pho standards, but it'll do. We definitely will be trying this again.
This is the soup that will be served in heaven. This is not a picture of the soup I made. I wish. My first stab at making this seemingly simple soup went surprisingly well. At least it was edible.
There is this great chain of restaurants in Northern Virginia and Southern Maryland called "Pho ___" (insert random number) They all have a different number; 75, 43, 88. I don't know if there is a system to the numbering, I just know they have awesome soup. The clear beef broth is flavored with onion, cilantro, ginger and various other spices I don't even know the names of. You pick two meats to put in the broth. There are also noodles. You are given a plate with bean sprouts, cilantro, lime and a carousel of sauces including Srirache and soy.
As I was wandering through the produce section of Jawad's (the local supermarket) I was struck with a moment of inspiration, or insanity. I saw all the ingredients in front of me and decided to try making Pho that night. Once I got my shopping bags home, I unloaded my loot. I had looked up a few recipes and decided to try the most simple one. I had even devised a plan to remedy the potential "Ewws" and "It's too salady!" responses from the kids.
So when I put the colander in the sink with the intention of draining the noodles, imagine my surprise when I looked down at my hands and saw that I was on auto-pilot and draining my broth down the drain! I lost about a quarter of my liquid gold! Oh well, there's always next time, right? Everyone actually liked the soup. It wasn't up to true Pho standards, but it'll do. We definitely will be trying this again.
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