Word came down from central command. There was need to find a way to create supply lines into La Jolla. My mission was to find a secure way in and out with out that would allow our troops to enjoy the hearty goodness of the phood of all phoods, pho.
It was a swarming cesspool of enemy activity with no real easy way to access it. The traffic is bad and the only way in and out seems to be waiting forever in what seems to be an endless line of yuppies in way too expensive cars. It was determined that this would take a bit more planning than the usual.
After scouring the area for what seemed like a lifetime, I had to strategically retreat to a safe haven and think about the over view. Then, it hit me like a baseball bat to the back of the head. After lying there unconscious for three days, I woke up with my wallet and my virginity GONE.
It was only then that I saw a reasonable answer to the La Jolla dilemma. If our troops could return to these coordinates before and after their assaults they would be well fortified and satisfied. Pho Hoacali, 7351 Clairemont Mesa, San Diego, CA 858-565-6997.
This place was great, and while they don't serve Pho Ga, they have an excellent bowl of Tai. It's a hearty broff and strange surreal atmosphere. They have fish tanks and everything seemed really clean, everything is white, the phloor, the tables, it's like a gawdayum pho hospital. The dreamy cloudlike effect added to the real dream of a nice hot bu' of pho. I liked the place a lot and would give it an excellent if they had Ga but they don't so they only get a good. But you know how I am about the Ga, if it aint' Ga I don't usually want no moa!
So, until I find a closer outpost to serve our never ending battle, this place could serve the La Jolla troops with not too far of a distance to go depending on the coordinates of the daily La Jolla conflict.
Recent Comments