was taken on my phone, at a place I could not find again, even if you put a gun to my head.

Exhausted and overwhelmed, I wandered into one of the best meals I had in Vietnam.

In the mezzanine seating above the madness below, I found a scene I had only witnessed on one of Anthony Bourdain’s shows.

Low plastic stool, check.

Tiny little plastic table, check.

Something delicious in a bowl, check.