Yeah, pho has become one of my comfort foods as well. Which is odd because the first time I ever had the dish was probably sometime within the last five years or so.

Maybe it's part of my Jewish heritage that associates soup and tea with comfort food. Maybe it's the particularly homey little hole-in-the-wall place we've found one town over where we're often the only Caucasians and the owners now recognize us by sight...

Damn. now I want Pho, and my husband has the car and we have plans all afternoon...