Fe Fi Phở Fum

In an effort to add a little culture into the lives of our children, we decided to venture out for something other than Cafe Rio or a Happy Meal.  We took them to the Green Papaya for dinner for Vietnamese Phở.  I'd never had Phở before either until a few months ago.  Really it's just a bowl of broth with some cellophane noodles, and thin slices of meat.  Not much different than the Ramen my kids would eat on a regular basis if I let them.  It's also possible to add bean sprouts, Thai basil, plum sauce, lime, Siracha hot sauce or jalapeno if you so desire.  All of the above are totally optional though, and none of which were found in Josh's bowl.

Josh announced quite loudly that he didn't like Phở, wasn't going to try it, we couldn't make him, no way, no how, not ever.  All the others politely tried it, some liked it, some not as much.  Josh wouldn't even stick a chop stick in the bowl.  I will not eat Phở in a pot.  I will not eat it I will not!!  I will not eat it anywhere!  Matt even bet him that he would eat a whole jalapeno slice if he would just take three bites of noodles.  Let's just say Matt got the spicy end of the jalapeno and Josh still would not eat any!  

I wish my iphone had a faster shutter speed because I missed the shot of him forcing himself to violently gag and then throw up in the bowl.  The pics also don't document the giant crocodile tears streaming down his face.  Why yes!!!  We were quite the spectacle at the Green Papaya this evening.  If the Tiger Mom was there she would have made him gag the whole pot down.  All in all I couldn't stop laughing at the scene.