When we got back from Greece I was seriously wanting some sort of comfort food and decided to make chicken soup. So I made a big batch of chicken broth and thought I’d make some regular soup from that and some phō. We ended up just making phō that night. It was pretty but how I got from comfort food to that is a deep mystery. It was fine, I love bok choy and all the various elements of it.
This an example of the sum equaling less than the parts, 2 + 2 = 3. I was never good at math anyway. It was filling enough for a meal but not comforting.
Phō, FYI, is pronounced fuh.