Could there be pho on the horizon at the Streets of SouthGlenn?
And while that's good news for the foodniks who hang in those parts, I'm wetting my pants over the very real possibility that a certain Vietnamese joint on Federal, whose pho bowls me over every time, and whose affable host and owner is one of the greatest guys in the biz, might -- just might -- be turning out mo' pho right around the corner from Home.
When I know pho sure, so will you.

















