No sooner had I set a rule - no meat from a bus stop diner - than I broke it, ordering pho ga (chicken pho). On my very next opportunity. I didn't pay too heavy a price, no inner bleeding, no wretching or awful intestinal spasm, no aliens leaping from my stomach, but the food was about as expected which is to say, bad. I did manage to stomach the thing, nevermind the danger I knew I was facing. The chicken was thin of actual edible meat, instead being mostly bone, tendon, cartilage, fat and spilled marrow, and there were virtually no veggies to make up for the lack. The broth was all right, probably a chicken base instead of the usual pork. In the end, I ate it and survived with a full and un-unxious stomach, so it worked out, but no more than 2 forks.
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