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.