Every so often I get a dish that takes me far away. The feeling becomes real, that I am right back wandering around the streets of Hanoi in search of a vegan banh mi. Vietnam is where I was taught how to stop eating animals. By wandering through the Asian alleyways, while almost being run over by motorbikes carrying entire families. Endlessly popping into random restaurants while hopefully inquiring “chay?!” (or vegetarian). Vietnam is where everything started changing for me, the beginning of my soul waking up and being really ready to live. Traditional Banh Mi Sandwich When I imagine…
