Needed some highway miles before smogging the car, so I zipped out to San Leandro. Noodles Pho Me offers just three noodle soups, and some select appetizers and seasonal special dishes. Newcomers are offered a flight of broth samples: beef pho, khao poon, and khao soy. I liked the savory grit of the khao soy, but decided to do a seafood combo khao poon since I liked bowl no. 44 so much and wanted to see how they compared.
The medium bowl arrived overflowing with meat, vegetable matter appearing only for garnish, it seemed. I dug in. And... within a few bites, I was flooded with the strangest sensation. Hard to describe. Basically, my jaw clenched up and I could feel the skin on my cheeks moving over my tense facial muscles. I felt really, really flushed... but not overheated, if that makes sense? I drank a lot of water and just kept eating, slowly. I wanted to like this bowl because it felt like they had really tried to be generous. The shredded chicken just kept going and going. But honestly, I felt physically uncomfortable the whole time I was eating.
I have no known food allergies. This feeling has happened to me only one other time in another restaurant, where I figured the culprit was MSG. Yes, I’ve read the literature attempting to recuperate MSG because its past vilification can be traced to racist culinary presumptions, blah blah blah. But then again, its initial spread and ubiquity in Asian cuisine was problematic in the first place, with Japanese imperialism and modern advertising as primary vectors in its dissemination. Manufacturers of MSG have also provided major funding in the “discovery” of the taste known as umami, which MSG is said to enhance. Anyway, I actually have a lot to say about this but IN SHORT, I have no taste for *excessive* MSG, same as I dislike too much refined sugar, or most other synthetic flavorants.
I could not say for sure if too much MSG was what caused the trippy sensations. I just ate the meats and noodles, left the oh-so-flavorful broth, chugged another glass of water, and called it a meal. Then I drove back to Berkeley and the car passed its smog test. Yay.
Bowl 68/100. Noodles Pho Me (San Leandro, CA).