It’s been many, many months since I’ve eaten at Foodshop 45, partly because I’ve been a lot more careful about what I eat, partly because I’ve moved out to Ba Đình, and partly because Namaste Hanoi is better.
When I first relocated to Hanoi a few years ago—yikes, time flies—I went through a phase where I would eat food from Khazaana twice a week. A few bad meals later and I switched to eating almost exclusively at Foodshop 45, which at the time was excellent. I’m not sure what happened to the place but it’s mostly hit or miss for me these days; it’s not horrible but it’s no Namaste Hanoi, either. It’s good enough, and today was certainly a hit.
Saffron Basmati Rice
Hanoi’s weather today is terrible. It’s not hot but it’s not cold. It’s humid and drizzly. It’s dirty outside. I found myself with a bit of a sniffle this morning, so I decided while shopping to quickly stop at Highlands for a bowl of what tasted like packaged soup. Thing is, I love miến so much that whether it’s nice and homemade or quick and bleh isn’t always a make or break situation for me. Of all the noodles I enjoy eating glass noodles come out on top.
I had company today—Vietnamese friends, to be exact—which required a great deal of pizza and sweets. The pizza came from Pane e Vino, the ice cream and frozen yogurt were New Zealand Natural, and the cookies were Geneva brand. I’m pretty sure I’ve written this before but I’ll never, ever understand why Vietnamese people eat pizza with ketchup. It’s simply wrong on so many levels.
Pane e Vino Pizza
Chocolate Cookies and Raspberry Cookies
Caramel and Toffee Ice Cream, Forest Berry Frozen Yogurt
I met Joe and Kris this week at BeerCamp Hanoi and today, before their departure from the city, enjoyed a lunch with them at Quán Ăn Ngon on Phan Bội Châu before they went on their way.
Unfortunately I missed out on snapping photos of most of our food but did manage to take a few of my plates and one of Joe’s. It’s always lovely to meet random travelers who pass through the city for a few days and hear about where they’ve been and where they’re going.
Gỏi Ngó Sen Tôm
Chả Cá Hà Nội
Arky introduced me to a kitschy Russian store just a stone’s throw away from my apartment that sells Matryoshka dolls, or Russian nesting dolls. I found the following doll to be absolutely hilarious, and a wonderful reminder of the absurdity of the late ’90s.
Bill Clinton Matryoshka Doll
Monica Lewinsky Matryoshka Doll
Paula Jones Matryoshka Doll
Hillary Clinton Matryoshka Doll
Saxophone Matryoshka Doll
A Cabinet of Matryoshka Dolls