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After one long year, What the Pho finally opened. J and I stopped in to try out their offerings and found pan-Asian hotel restaurant interior design, semi-terrible service, a big menu, and good food.


J had the beef pho, which he proclaimed good, but not better that Pho Than Bros. which is still the winner with their magical and addictive pho broth. And I, after asking the waitress 5 different ways whether or not the veggie pho was in fact vegetarian (not), I ended up having a very tasty veggie noodle bowl that I would highly recommend, and would go back for again.

Funny thing about What the Pho was the placement of their logo on all of their dishware. Every time I looked at my food, I was like "What the pho?"

I have to wonder how many people go to a restaurant and wonder where the heck they ended up? This is most likely to happen at those places that stay open for the bar crowd in downtown Seattle. I'm pretty sure I've seen people at Charlie's at 2am who don't have a clue which planet they're on let alone which restaurant they're in.

Food: 5/5
Atmosphere: 3/5 (minus 2 points for feeling like I was in a fancy hotel restaurant)
Good times: 5/5

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Anonymous said…
Love it! Logos and all.

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