If you know us, you know that we love pho. And though we can find great pho at home, we also had to explore the other side of the pho equation -- its French origins.
Our first stop was to Le Bambou in Paris' Chinatown. It was very strange how this restaurant felt both familiar and foreign at the same time...like Vietnamese spoken with a French accent.
Familiar -- the veggie plate / Foreign -- mint instead of basil, lemon instead of lime
Familiar -- hot pot of jasmine tea / Foreign -- champagne-lychee aperitif
Familiar -- noodles and beef / Foreign -- a murky, sweet broth and shaggy tangle of scallions
We're not sure if Le Bambou's pho was some variation that we're not aware of, but it didn't quite hit the spot. However, it was solid and warmed us up on a chilly night. If this was the worst we could do in Paris, it wasn't too shabby at all.