Woken by the incessant beeping of motorbikes, scooters and cars – I decided my daily quest would be to track down and devour a banh mi. For those who aren’t familiar with bahn mi, it is the delicious love child of French Colonialism and Vietnamese flavours.
A single serve of baguette,a generous slavering of pork liver pâté, grilled pork, Vietnamese sausage, cucumber slices, cilantro and some chilli sauce was exactly what I had in mind for breakfast.
The woman asked me whether I wanted everything and I nodded in anticipation as I watched her stuff my baguette with meats, pate, salads and chilli sauce. Street food in Hanoi is cheap – but sometimes the vendors will try their luck at charging ‘Western’ prices. The trick in ordering street food is to approach confidently, order quickly (each vendor will only specialise in one dish) and chow down.
The Banh Mi was devoured as we weaved in between motorbikes, cars towards our next venture. Each bite into the soft,crusty baguette was increasingly flavourful. The pork pate offered a unique flavour and the meats were pretty good. However, I’m sure that as far as Banh Mi goes – this one was average at best.