Two months of villages, and my taste buds are begging for rehab.
Besides, I simply missed glamorous restaurants.
In Da Nang, first thing, I headed to the nearest “Michelin”.
Convenience of an almost intimate kind.
It’s the next door along from the hotel.
Mì Quảng thập cẩm đặc biệt — $2.76. Cheaper than a sausage roll at a motorway services, and with the Michelin inspectors’ blessing.
The address is under the spoiler. No flash mobs, please 🎷
