First real encounter with Pho for breakfast at the upmarket Huyen on Cau Long Street. Chicken amongst the noodles, which I kept to a minimum, and broth. No discernible impact on my sugar levels.
Tastes of lemon-grass, garlic, ginger and lime hidden within the depths of crystal clear broth, delicate enough to make a French Chef envious. Translucent onion moving between the noodle strands like exotic sea creatures.
The noise of the city driving me a tad crazy, and I was happy to escape to the apartment with a stop at the market. Excellent pork spring rolls, with tomato and their small patties.
Bamboo shoots, lettuce and pate in rice paper rolls our dinner, with the French doors open to make the most of the cool air. LM radio, that touch of unreality.
High 8.8 mmol/L
Low 4.6 mmol/L