Hue: Quest for the perfect Bun Bo Hue

It’s a reluctant coexistence, my iPhone alarm and I. It takes a great spur of purpose on my part – greater than solely the need to be awake, anyway – for me to heed its jingly nudge out of unconsciousness; not without assaulting the snooze button on the daily basis, that is. Just as I have a personal grudge against mornings, so have I an on-off relationship with breakfasts – mostly plainly-skipped offs.