...Drool
Its 1pm on a Saturday Afternoon, I am just arising from the couch where I have no doubt been playing video games or watching mindless cooking shows since 10 or 11 and the paralysis hits me —-
Damn I’m hungry.
I already know that my cupboards are empty, my fridge filled only with juice, leftovers, and an odd beer or two. Where do I turn?
The holy of holies — The Vietnamese Bánh mì. All the ethnic-food-phobes just cringed at the sound of what must be some odd smelling, freakish colored, or terrifyingly ambiguous meat product. Oh they are so wrong… Enter — a fresh baked french baguette, split, filled with chicken, sprouts, pickled vegetables, jalapenos and a dressing to top it off. If that doesn’t sound like the perfect cure to too many Aristocrat and Mountain Dews the night before, somethings wrong with you.
I implore everyone, regardless of ones previous experience with Vietnamese food, to venture to your local Vietnamese snack shop and pick two up.
The chicken ones are good, but there are other varieties that are also really good involving pate and various barbecued meats.
Also:
That’s disgusting. Was orange juice too expensive back then?