It was an interesting time. I loved the soup! It was Pho, vietnamese but with a french twist. Very fresh vegetables and the atmosphere did have a decidedly European way of it. It might have been the lighting, bright and airy for January or it might have been the mirrors that added to it all.  Regardless, upon walking into a crowded dining room, we were seated where a toddler could sit with her mom. This is an important point of the experience, I soon find out. It’s been nine or so years since I’ve had to worry about a wiggly little one during lunch. Because of the mirrors, even if…