Vietnamese restaurants have become the real reason to go to Chinatown in Manhattan. Bahn mi and pho joints are everywhere! I had my first bowl of pho yesterday at Pho Pasteur (which seems to me like a name concocted to make Americans less suspicious of exotic foods that might not be "clean" enough!). Fresh shrimp swam in a light broth with broccoli, celery, cilantro, and rice noodles. Messy, but wholly satisfying!
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