At about 10 p.m., Vietnamese teens were spilling out of the Kem Trang Tien. Parked motorbikes were stacked just inside the front door of this ice cream parlor near Ha Noi’s heart, Hoan Mien...
In the general sense, the walls were yellow, but they were so chipped and discolored, I couldn’t be certain. Makeshift shelves were lined with bottles of hot soda and water. It was 90 degrees...
When I arrived at Bun Cha Hang Manh at 8:45 AM, a woman was using metal tongs to pluck cha gio from three bubbling woks and place them on trays. Easily over 500 cha...
A Ha Noi native I met said, “You haven’t been to Ha Noi until you’ve eaten at Cha Ca La Vong.” If that’s the case, my visit became official on my first day in...
I rode on a cyclo to Bun Bo Nam Bo, a tiny, picnic table filled Ha Noi restaurant with a wall-mounted menu that lists only four items. As with many restaurants in Vietnam, what...