Pho. Soup of my dreams. Un-pho-gettable, that’s what you are. There is nothing better than a giant bowl of aromatic broth swimming with see-through noodles, topped with fresh herbs, crunchy bean sprouts and a shower of hoisin and sriracha. It is pho real. In Vietnam, pho is eaten for breakfast. It’s a brilliant way to start … Continue reading »
Let’s play a game. It’s called, What’s your favorite food? Okay, you ask me first and I’ll answer you. Truthfully. Go ahead… Hey, Happelsauce! What’s your favorite food? Oh, hey! You want to know my favorite food? Funny you should ask. I was just thinking about that. And you know what? I’ve got my answer. … Continue reading »
Decades ago, the people living in our apartment must have needed extra space. Maybe for a new baby or an ailing grandmother or a new-fangled television set? Whatever the reason, they built a room and slapped it on the back the apartment. Fast forward many years and that extra room is now my bedroom. It … Continue reading »
Happelsauce was born in Brooklyn late one cold winter’s night over three and a half years ago. I had quit my corporate job about four months prior in a huff of calculated confusion. Honestly, it wouldn’t be false to deem my entire 20s as a haze of calculated confusion. What was I doing with my life? How … Continue reading »
This soup is a snap. So much so, that I’ve made more than a few big pots of it over the past few weeks. I bring tupperware to work filled with the stuff. I eat it for lunch, then I heat more up for dinner with crusty slices of Tartine bread and butter. I might … Continue reading »
