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A Brie Grows in Brooklyn

"Mabel's not crazy... she's unusual."

The remnants of our meal last night at 3T Quan Nuong, a Vietnamese barbecue place on the roof of Temple Club, the restaurant that literally every tourist guide to Ho Chi Minh City will recommend you try. Skip the more formal Temple, and eat outside, in the smoke from the grills scattered at picnic tables, in the light cast by paper lanterns, and if there’s a birthday, the sparklers that pop in the darkness.
Beef with lemongrass and chili. Wild boar with five spices. Barbecue filets of fish. Prawn with lime and salt. Okra and eggplant. Garlic fried rice. Spring rolls. Mugs of Tiger beer. And for the swan song, huge fresh chunks of pineapple and watermelon.

The remnants of our meal last night at 3T Quan Nuong, a Vietnamese barbecue place on the roof of Temple Club, the restaurant that literally every tourist guide to Ho Chi Minh City will recommend you try. Skip the more formal Temple, and eat outside, in the smoke from the grills scattered at picnic tables, in the light cast by paper lanterns, and if there’s a birthday, the sparklers that pop in the darkness.

Beef with lemongrass and chili. Wild boar with five spices. Barbecue filets of fish. Prawn with lime and salt. Okra and eggplant. Garlic fried rice. Spring rolls. Mugs of Tiger beer. And for the swan song, huge fresh chunks of pineapple and watermelon.

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  1. danisdapper said: How are you still alive? I assume after that meal you would have exploded like that guy from that old nintendo commercial. (LOOKS LIKE IT WOULD HAVE BEEN COMPLETELY WORTH IT THOUGH)
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