And I love Pho Cyclo, the new cafe a block away from me. Their layout and lighting is brilliant. They've managed to make the place really light and inviting during a gray, wet Seattle winter. And they're inexpensive.
"[w]hat was any art but ... a sheath, a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining, elusive element which is life itself - life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose." - Willa Cather, Song of the Lark
Monday, January 30, 2006
Comfort food pho sho'
I now like pho. I didn't before, mainly because when half your high school is named Nguyen, you're fed pho a lot by your friends' mothers when you go over to their house, so it's nothing special. But lately, it's been growing on me. It's probably the weather and the fact that I don't have time to make my own soup.
And I love Pho Cyclo, the new cafe a block away from me. Their layout and lighting is brilliant. They've managed to make the place really light and inviting during a gray, wet Seattle winter. And they're inexpensive.
And I love Pho Cyclo, the new cafe a block away from me. Their layout and lighting is brilliant. They've managed to make the place really light and inviting during a gray, wet Seattle winter. And they're inexpensive.
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