Perhaps the loneliest sound in this bustling Saigon is the clack-clack of the “hủ tiếu gõ” noodle carts echoing through the night.
At the mere thought of that sound, one can easily picture Saigon’s late-night streets — a makeshift cart standing by the roadside, steam rising from a pot of broth, compartments holding bowls, spoons, seasonings, and a few ingredients for hủ tiếu...
Then, that humble cart, accompanied by the rhythmic clack-clack, begins its journey down the streets, echoing deeper into every alleyway...