Picture by Deanna K.
People from my generation are going to love this. And when I say my generation, I mean the ones born and raised in America with parents who came here when they were super young and are pretty americanized too. ANYWAYS, I made pho. From scratch, at home. And after a few tastes and adjustment…it was actually GOOD. Like legit. Way proud of myself. However, I don’t think I’ll be eating pho for at least another two months. Those of you who have had homemade pho, know that you eat from that pot for A WEEK!
On a second note, you are going to love me, because I am going to tell you how I did it. No. I still don’t have measurements. You just have to eyeball it I guess. Two weeks before my mom passed away we spent the day making pho together. It was really hard to do it on my own, but I did it. Alone in the kitchen tears and all. But it made me really happy that I replicated it. She is proud, I know it.