Pho is more than just a bowl of soup; it’s a heartfelt experience meant to be shared and savored with loved ones, it's also great for a hangover. For me, it carries an even deeper significance because my stepmother, Tiffany, who is Vietnamese, introduced me to its rich traditions and soul-soothing flavors. From the first simmer of the aromatic broth to the artful layering of herbs, noodles, and tender slices of meat, every step is a tribute to her culture and the love she pours into her cooking. Creating and enjoying pho has become a cherished ritual, one that fills the kitchen with warmth and brings people together around the table for moments of connection and joy. I think of her when I make this meal and smile, eager to share another bowl with her.