Superbowl of Laaamme.

Pho Superbowl

Location: 8342 Parkway Drive, La Mesa
Hours: too nauseous to notice
Photos: Courtesy of Hao and his fancy camera
Website: Here is their yelp cite , but we vehemently disagree with the reviews there.

Beth came stumbling home this morning about 8, looking for a nice bowl of pho to cure her hangover. Round came 10, and we rounded up the usual suspects +1 and headed to Pho Superbowl in La Mesa in search of a traditional American football celebration.

A 20 minute drive and 1 toilet stop later, we arrives at Pho Superbowl.

It looked interesting in a sort of promising way: Artistic not-really-bondage but oddly sensual photos, bottles of wine. (First pho place we've seen with a liquour license).

The egg rolls were ok. The honey lime tea was actually rather tasty, though way over priced at 2.50 or so a cup.

Out came pho.

Broth tasted pre-limed but ok. Katie thought maybe this will be like a 7 or 6. Mike says, sad, lacking in meat. Beth says her "chunky" flank may actually be chunky and not crunchy and the fat was orangy. (Matus later told me that his meat was even worse, but he was too polite to point it out in the restaurant, see Matus' take below).

See pic of yucky meat and sad Beth (click for close up of yuck):

Katie's expectations lowered but yet she was still disappointed. Noodles too soft, tripe too soft, steak too chewy. Stingy on the side veggies. The best part was the broth and that was only ok.

We did get a little coconut pudding at the end that I thought was slightly better then the pho. Hao disagreed. Maybe he liked his pho better but that is the less likely explanation.

Here is Matus' take on things:

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the pho superbowl
an review for the inernets, by matus

I thought it was funny to request a superbowl for my tea, but the joke was on me, because I really needed a superbowl. Here is a list of things I needed a superbowl for:

- my vomit.

No bowl is super enough to contain this. The vomit's ingredients:

- A squishy slab of half yellow, half dark red detritus. I'm not sure what part of an animal this was, and I can't even joke that I can guess what part of an animal it came out of, because no single organ can create this disgusting variety of colors.
- let's stop there, i'm about to fill up more superbowls remembering.

My friends complained they didn't have enough meat (that's what she said), but I ate mine first and was sad there was originally more than none, because it just meant I needed more superbowls for my vomit. (Hilariously, that's also what she said.)

my rating of PHO SUPERBOWL: two superbowls, one toilet, and one walmart dumpster; because those are the containers I filled with my subsequent vomit. repeat vomit.

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2 cents from Hao:

broth was middle of the road, on the bland side, but acceptable

my meat was mediocre to bad - steak was mediocre, brisket was bad (it contained none of the properties for which brisket is desired over other cuts)

noodles were soggy and few

can't really speak to the garnishes, it's never a big part of my pho experience, but I did notice a lack of green things.

Sate sauce was pretty bad, would rather have not had it with the meat.

As for the dessert, it was watery, and ricey, which are two things I avoid in desserts.

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To summarize: When we ordered our pho, only 1 of us was nauseous. By the time we left, all 5 of us were nauseous (well, at least three).

I am certain when Beth awakes she will have her own input to contribute and Pho Superbowl may be downgraded, but I feel I cannot delay in alerting the world that Pho Superbowl has incurred the wrath of The San Diego Pho Blog, the nauseousness of Matus, the scorn of Hao, and the disdain of Katie's tummy and earns only 3 spoons, qualifying it for the HALL of LAAAMMEE.

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Beth:

I heartily agree with the 3-Spoon rating. I thought that being hung-over would mean that even shitty pho would taste amazing to me, but I WAS WRONGGGGG.

Tear. Now I'm going to go back to eating Spicy Korean Ramen and trying to re-hydrate myself.