Sometimes we just luck out. We trammed our way over to Richmond, a suburb NE of Melbourne a few clicks, known for being the cross hairs of the Viet community. We employed an old-fashioned analog technique called "footing it" which is simple and effective - walk down the main drag and peek in restaurant windows until you find a full one (in this case, full of Vietnamese.) This is how we found ourselves in Co Do and Dodo in front of a plate of Cơm tấm, otherwise known as "broken rice."
Apparently, rice can be broken when harvested and/or transported. The bits and shards are separated from the whole grains and are cheaper, qualifying this as a classic peasant meal, I presume. The Co Do version came with a pork chop, oozing fried egg, steamed egg and various sliced veggies. It was delicious, I was glad we share our meals. I was less lucky with my order of bánh xèo, a savory deep fried pancake made from rice flour and stuffed with shrimp and bean sprouts. It was ridiculously large, have you noticed that you cannot even see the plate? I was introduced to this dish in a eastern suburb of Paris and I remember that version being much more delicious. Nevertheless, I managed to polish it off.
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