Lunch?

[Sir C]

Well you'd expect it to be better than in the UK, wouldn't you? Plus, the chap I went with is half Vietnamese, half French so he knew the place to go.

Phu and a banh mi, most excellent it was.

No no no no, I won't have it, you can't eat pho and banh mi in Hong Kong, it's cutural appropriation of the most oppressively imperialist kind.

Pho should only be eaten in the shophouse in Ho Chi Minh City where the Tet offensive was secretly planned. If you're lucky, after your lunch the Mama-san will take you upstairs to show you the plotters' room as well as the chair Uncle Ho sat in when he visited after the war.

[Burney]

No no no no, I won't have it, you can't eat pho and banh mi in Hong Kong, it's cutural appropriation of the most oppressively imperialist kind.

Pho should only be eaten in the shophouse in Ho Chi Minh City where the Tet offensive was secretly planned. If you're lucky, after your lunch the Mama-san will take you upstairs to show you the plotters' room as well as the chair Uncle Ho sat in when he visited after the war.

We ate it in your kitchen

[Sir C]

We ate it in your kitchen

Yes, but that was from the original shophouse recipe which mama-san divulged to me on her deathbed and which I carried up my arse all those years in that bamboo cage. Yes.

[Burney]

Yes, but that was from the original shophouse recipe which mama-san divulged to me on her deathbed and which I carried up my arse all those years in that bamboo cage. Yes.

Oh, right. Only I'm surprised they'd be quite as wasteful of mounds of perfectly good short rib meat as you were.

[Sir C]

Oh, right. Only I'm surprised they'd be quite as wasteful of mounds of perfectly good short rib meat as you were.

You've seen the size of the average Vietnamese rice paddy buffalo, I take it? Those bástards have ribs to spare.