Bánh mì and the Chicago French Market
What can I say. Sometimes it takes us a little longer to try something (perfect example - text messaging) but when we do we watch out. We've heard of bánh mì before (Matt has, at least), but we hadn't yet tried it. Today our lives changed. We went to the Chicago French Market in the Ogilvie Metra Station. After our trip to Geneva last year, Matt and I fell in love with food markets in Geneva, when we visited the Halle de Rive for several of our meals. When we found out we had something similar just a few stops away on the Green line, we knew we had to go.
We walked around the different vendors: a butcher, a baker, even a soapmaker (you thought I was going to say candlestick maker, ha!). Pastries galore, gelato, homemade pickles, beautiful olives. Basically a dream for people who like food.
Matt spotted it first - Saigon Sisters. We placed our order (Matt got the Porky and I got the meatball). They were amazing! I wish I could explain better, but light, refreshing, just delicious. These weren't the big hoagies I've had before with lots of tomato sauce and cheese, these were on good solid bread with a little sriracha sauce, cilantro, ginger, scallions. Matt's was perfectly cut meats and a hoisin glaze. Amazing!
So don't be surprised if you see our next post - on our quest of more bánh mì! I can't wait.
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by Traci Ragas
