A couple of weeks ago I met up my friend Nam at our pho place (Pho Danh at Braker Lane) and had asked the roommate what he wanted me to bring back to him.
Humorously, he asked for a vermicelli sandwich. Those of you who know what vermicelli is (thin noodles) would laugh as well! So traditional Viet food can incorporate vermicelli BOWLS or Banh Mi’s (Vietnamese Sandwiches). I think he got confused.
Anyway, at Pho Danh, I learned that unlike a lot of pho restaurants, they ONLY have pho and no other Vietnamese dishes (vermicelli bowls or sandwiches). So after I ate with Nam, we walked down two doors and into a restaurant that had just opened called Exotic Thai. I recognized the man who gave me the menu right away. He had been a waiter at Madam Mams. I’ve had him as a waiter for a good five years.
I asked him if he had waited at Mams before and he answered in the affirmative. He left to start a new restaurant and this restaurant is his baby. Wow! I bought my roommate the Pad Thai and he sang it praises (he hates Madam Mams because of an incident he had several years ago).
I finally tried out the restaurant on my own with the perfect person to try it with. Si Nae and I share the same addiction not only to Madam Mams but also to the same exact dish. The F5 with flat noodles (Ke Mao).
So she ordered for both of us. We got the Ke Mao. Hers with beef and mine with chicken.
The guy brings it out for us and we both deducted some points for portion size (a lot smaller than Mams). Then we ate into it and after maybe the 5th bite we looked at each other horrified. It was FRICKING hot. Both of us can handle pretty spicy stuff. She’s Korean and I’m Vietnamese for goodness sake. We ended up inhaling our food so we didn’t have to taste it and 15 minutes later we booked it to Coco’s for milky bubble tea to relieve our burning mouths.
Mams wins. We’re never going back. Some photos from Exotic Thai.

Fellow Mams patron

Cute salt and pepper shakers

Ke Mao with chicken

Another new thing of the week? I made
jambalaya for the first time today and it was what my supervisor would say, “slap yo momma good.” Damn, it was pretty fucking good.
Tomorrow? Making beer batter fried shrimp (for my first time).
I’ve been feeling domestic since the beginning of the weekend. Aside from the cooking, I did dishes, 3 loads of laundry, cleaned the kitchen counters, my bathroom counter, hung up clothes and vacuumed. On Saturday I went over to a coworker’s house and spent 6 hours helping her paint her bedroom. I think it’s the nippy weather.
Anyway, I have a 7 o’clock patient tomorrow and feel like I should work out for the first time this year. Wooooo. I’m on some sort of kick here.
Peace out!
Edit 9:46pm: I’m not going to work out. I’m actually going to lay down and watch Dateline. Damn. This week! I’ll work out for the first time this year this week. Peace out for real.