Lately I've been in a bit of a food rut. Some variation of eggs and toast for breakfast, some variation of vegetables and a tortilla for lunch, and some variation of tofu, sweet potato, and salad for dinner. Now not to say these are particularly bad meals to have every day, but some weeks just need a bit of spicing up. So the day before yesterday, in an effort to be different, I went to Pho7 and discovered my undying love of Pho. Bean sprouts, lime, tons of sriracha. It's perfect for a cold day (or any day).
OH MY GOD. It's SO good.
Besides the tall, handsome British guy conveniently living next door to me, and the perfect shade of red lipstick, Pho is the one thing that's been missing from my life.
It turns out, branching out every once in a while isn't all that bad. Just like how wearing something other than black and white stripes isn't terrible and watching something other than Friends isn't always disappointing (but let's face it...it usually is).