On a rainy day in June, the weather, wet and windy, affected my emotions. I remembered that I didn’t feel well that day. However, I had to go out to run errands, making an attempt to seek something to eat because it is nearly midnight. I was starving. Suddenly, when I walked through the “ Pedestrian Street”, I was sightseeing the crowded street filled with many people. One of the Vietnamese restaurants located on the left side of the road, stood out with the sign “ Bun Bo Hue” which attracted me immediately. I decided to go to this restaurant without thinking. When I went there I was dazzled because the decoration of each item in there, glamorous with fairy lights and style tidy, was selected carefully by the owner from my own point of view. I waited for a few minutes at the counter and the waitress brought me upstairs. At that time, I chose the table next to the window to see the overview of Hanoi city. 

After I sit down, the waitress brought hot chocolate for me with a nice voice. She said that it is so cold outside, drink it will make you feel better instantly.” I looked straight into her eyes, round and twinkling eyes like the little star in the sky, impressed me. Especially having a good sense of style made her outstanding in front of the public. She asked me:” what types of food do you want to order?”, politely and happily. She said to me that “ Bun Bo Hue is the best choice in her restaurant”. Approximately 5 minutes later, another waitress had served the main course for me. Visually a steaming bowl of Bun bo Hue noodles looks scrumptious with colorful presentation: white from noodles, green from herbs, and red from the chili. It consisted of flat rice noodles and meat-based broth which was prepared and cooked carefully by the chef’s restaurant. From the first sip, I think that the soup broth, beef, pork, or chicken bones are simmered for hours so the soup came out really tasty. Additionally, Bun Bo Hue is accompanied by basil, fresh lime, chili, and other spices. I decided to put everything in my bowl, enjoy sourness, piquancy, and sweetness, which was combined together to create delicious dishes. This taste gilded onto my tongue. After I finished my meal, I said goodbye, paid the bill to the waitress and thank them for the meal. It was the best meal I have ever had. I went outside, gratified with the meal I just had. I didn’t even realize that the rain had gone away. Sun brought bright sunlight to the entire city, people started to hang out cheerfully. That was the last day I ate Bun Bo Hue in Vietnam before I started my new life in the U.S.