In the world plentiful of food options, there is nothing more comforting to me than a nice hot bowl of noodle soup. I don’t discriminate, I love noodle soup of all kinds. Last week was a rough week at work. I came home one night exhausted, beaten, felt like I fought several battles that day. Luckily we had leftovers Bun Rieu in the fridge I cooked the day before using pre-made chicken broth, instead of pork bones like I usually do. I immediately heated it up, threw all the toppings and garnishes into a bowl. It wasn’t pretty but it was so good! I felt better, my spirit was somehow lifted. Food does wonder to me. Does it do that to you too?