Stories
From our kitchen, our travels, and our table

The Restaurant Named After A Taxi
A bowl of phở, a mother's stories about Saigon in the 1960s, and how a family recipe book ended up five minutes from Saundersfoot harbour.
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The Bread That Changed Its Mind
The French left a baguette behind in Saigon. Vietnam kept the shape, rebuilt the loaf and gave it a job.
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Twelve Hours Before It Reaches You
What time does to a pot of beef bones, and why the last minute of a bowl of phở belongs to the person eating it.
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The Bowl For A Late Afternoon
Vietnam's best answer to a hot day arrives in pieces, and there is a right way to put it together.
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Nobody Expects You To Know The Menu
What happens at a table where nobody has eaten Vietnamese food before, and why it is our favourite twenty minutes of the evening.
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Coffee, The Slow Way
The phin filter refuses to hurry, and the twenty minutes it takes are the point rather than the price.
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