eats along the 33rd parallel

We were despairing: only BBQ, chicken, butter, and fast food.  But low and behold, a new Vietnamese restaurant opened up in Columbia about 6 months ago and they just started advertising.  Aaron, Collin, and I finally went to Pho Viet out in Forest Acres.  The place is an old fast food restaurant replete with a demolished playground that left nothing but the one bolted table for parental supervisors.  That said, it was ridiculously delicious, like having a homecoming in my mouth.  I haven’t been that happy about food in quite some time.  I ordered made-to-order veggie spring rolls with tofu, pho with brisket, and a taro snow ice with boba.  Wonderful!  The spring rolls came with peanut sauce, we put some sriracha on it, hoisin in the pho, and just ate until we exploded.  I like to savor food, but I felt like a wanderer out of the desert.  Needless to say, we’ll be going back and taking more people with us.  I think the best places are those with the least assuming decors.  They’re not playing off a gimmick, they are starting a business based on their faith in their food.