Ao Baba: Vietnamese food in Okayama

Vietnamese food has been a staple of my diet until I moved to Japan.  I waited 9 long years for Ao Baba to open its door, it is safe to say that my craving for pho has finally been satisfied.

Vietnamese food has been a staple of my diet until I moved to Japan.  I waited 9 long years for Ao Baba to open its door, it is safe to say that my craving for pho has finally been satisfied.

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Koto Saigon

When I read about Koto Saigon restaurant before leaving for Vietnam I was sold to the idea of a restaurant helping disadvantaged kids get ahead, but once I got there I was convinced that the idea is a success.

When I read about Koto Saigon restaurant before leaving for Vietnam I was sold to the idea of a restaurant helping disadvantaged kids get ahead, but once I got there I was convinced that the idea is a success.

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Trung Nguyen Coffee

Vietnamese coffee in all its sweet glory has always been a favorite of mine and when I am in Vietnam you can rest assure that I indulge freely in this simple pleasure. Coffee is everywhere in this country and the king of coffee is undeniably Trung Nguyen Coffee.

Vietnamese coffee in all its sweet glory has always been a favorite of mine and when I am in Vietnam you can rest assure that I indulge freely in this simple pleasure. Coffee is everywhere in this country and the king of coffee is undeniably Trung Nguyen Coffee.

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Café Lam: Where Coffee Meet Art

I drank my first Vietnamese coffee at café Lam when I arrived in Hanoi. The coffee shop is located on the outer edge of the old town and when we got there, the customers were spilling out on the sidewalk.  I grabbed two small plastic stools and sat between two parked scooters.

I drank my first Vietnamese coffee at café Lam when I arrived in Hanoi. The coffee shop is located on the outer edge of the old town and when we got there, the customers were spilling out on the sidewalk.  I grabbed two small plastic stools and sat between two parked scooters.

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