Alte Schönhauser Str. 46
Date of Last Visit: Wednesday, September 9, 2009
The Victim: Me
The Damage: 10 euros
The Background: Sometimes, life works out really well. I had rented an apartment in Berlin from somewhere on the Internet knowing only that it was in the "Mitte." And I had scribbled down a few restaurants that looked to be good, inexpensive lunch spots. Monsieur Vuong was one of them. And as it turns out, he/it were right around the corner from my little flat. Perfect.
The Entrance: Monsieur Vuong's tables are packed outside, so I'm shown a table inside and handed a menu. The menu consists of about five food choices and the rest…is…all…drinks. Seriously…all drinks. (With alcohol or without.) This concerns me. Nothing on th menu really appeals to me.
Luckily, just at that moment when I'm considering fleeing, my server directs me to the blackboard, where today's specials are listed. Monsieur Vuong, I come to learn, is all about the daily specials.
The Food: I order the one of the two? three? daily specials. (I wrote down the name of it and its ingredients somewhere very safe, and now I've of course lost it. Chicken, vegetables, green curry.) As soon as I place my order, it's right in front of me. This place is EFFICIENT. It smells deliciously peanuty and I can't wait to dig in. It's wonderfully rich and I can't get enough of it. Just hot enough to make me think, "Ooh now that's hot," but just cool enough that I'm not sitting there teary-eyed.
The Verdict: I'd go back here.