{ Phan Thiết }
35 years after the Fall of Saigon, I'm rather ironically celebrating the 'National Holiday' in the southern coastal getaway town of Phan Thiết for sun, shells and brews. First-rate merrymaking as always.
Răng mực = Squid Teeth. Anyone know the actual part of the squid I was eating since I'm rather certain they don't have teeth?!? Either way, whatever little morsels I was grubbing on were tasty- especially the batter fried buns (chiên bột).
Dunk that Miền Trung style (Central Việt Nam) squid/pork/shrimp stuffed Bánh xèo into a bath of sweet fish sauce with fresh greens. It don't get no beTTuh.
Mì Quảng = Phan Thiết genre. A bit wetter than the noodles found in Đà Nẵng. This joint mixed both egg and rice noodles for a tantalizing sensory overload. Oh yeah- that's a swine leg [giò heo] sitting on top and it's damn toothpick tender.
Brews = Compulsory. Ice = Vital.
