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Breakfast with Dad - Ledo Cafe - Rosemead

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Breakfast with Dad - Ledo Cafe - Rosemead

It's my first meal with my dad for the New Years. How's everyone feeling about 2016 so far? Even though it's already been over a week, I am really feeling like I'm living into this year already. I am feeling pretty positive and ambitious for this year. I don't really know what to expect this year, but I'm going to make sure it's going to be a whole hell lot of fun with family, friends, and new faces.

I called my dad this morning like every Saturday morning to have breakfast. I mean, it's pretty obvious where my dad wants to go, but it's always nice to confirm because once in a while he will throw a curve ball at me and suggest a different restaurant. Not today. He's been craving his steak from Ledo Cafe in Rosemead.

Open 7AM - 2AM

8168 Garvey Ave, Rosemead, CA 91770

Chinese Hong Kong cafes in this area is the spot for us around here. I don't know what it is besides cheap eats and some nostalgic feels for our hometown. The food is "alright". Not just saying for this place in particular, but just all across the board. From cafe to cafe, you will literally find the same items on the menu: steak and eggs, instant noodles with spam and eggs, spam and eggs sandwich, preserved egg congee with your choice of: soy egg noodles with sprouts, chinese donuts, chinese radish cake, etc, you get the point.

But my dad loves the steak at Ledo's. He's also saying the same thing EVERY time his order comes. He would raise his glasses above his head and look at his steak very closely. And picks up that one piece of rosemary and say "They use rosemary" (in cantonese) and smile thinking it's super fancy. I'll give it to him though, after eating a bite of it every Saturday from his plate, their steak is starting to grow on me as well.

He orders his steak medium rare with over easy eggs. He grabs a toast, spread a little butter, put one egg in, squeeze the toast in half so the yolk oozes out, and eats it like an egg sandwich.

When you order chow mein, unless you are chinese, they probably won't ask you if you want it "2 face golden". Which basically means the noodles are fried on both sides. If you don't speak any cantonese, say "learn-mein-wong" and they will understand. If they look at you like you cussed, just tell them in english noodles fried on both side.

By having the noodles golden on both sides, it doesn't just create texture, but it adheres to the sauce better. The chow mein here wasn't bad either.

I ordered a cup of 1/2 coffee 1/2 tea called "yean-yern" which basically means ying yang. My dad just ordered coffee.

The rest of the conversation we had though, is classified. He did mentioned to me where he took this hot shot of himself:

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Happy 2016!

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Pho Broadway

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Pho Broadway

I had to pick up my dad this past Saturday after he's been on vacation in Canada for 2 weeks to be with his brothers, sisters, mom, and all our other our relatives. I was anticipating to eat at Phoenix in Chinatown. Because, it's Phoenix and that's where we always go for late nights when it comes to my dad. When he got in my car, and I mentioned Phoenix, his reply was "If you want" (in Cantonese). That's a NO, I don't want that. This is something all girls will understand. I know well enough to go somewhere else.

Without much time spent, he immediately said pho, in Chinatown. It's kind of cute that your parents will always assume that you know nothing where certain places are. "you will make a left here" - "Another left here" - "And it will be on your right where the bank is". It's like.. dude, dad, we've eaten here so many times. But go ahead. I was hungry and my mind wasn't straight anyways. How did I even make it back to LA?

I was hungry. And all I had to keep me through the traffic was a little pouch of corn nuts. I wanted to order everything when I arrived. And since I was with my dad, I felt like it was okay to do so. After all, my dad has the same eating temperament as I do.

My dad, Peter.

Look how happy he is. My dad ordered the rare steak pho with the rare steak on the side. Not a lot of places do this anymore. I'm sure it has a lot to do with health regulations, but if you request it (at any Vietnamese restaurant) I'm sure they will do it for you. The rare steak was perfectly shaved, and extremely tender even if it was already in the soup (I had mine in the soup). My dad used to be a butcher over 15 years ago, so he knows how he wants his meat.

Egg Rolls (duh)

Funny thing about this was I was looking for the 2 pc order. You know, a lot of places has this option, but it wasn't on the menu. My dad immediately said 4 pc is fine. And I, of course, went with what dad said. I love egg rolls fried with rice paper over egg paper. Both is good, but I love the slight chewiness rice paper leaves as it is crunchy on the outside.

My pho. I like to throw in jalapenos, bean sprouts, all the herbs, a lot of lime, and a squirt of sriracha. For my dipping sauce, I like to have sriracha, the hoisin, and the pickled Serrano.

I also couldn't help myself and ordered the 3 colored ice drink. It's basically sweet red bean, mung bean, green jelly, and sweet coconut milk slush on top. Mix together and slurps up!

This is something I grew up drinking as a kid. For some reason, I feel as we get older, we tend to stop consuming things that were common with our meals. I would remember, I would order this every time we have Vietnamese food. And now, I noticed I only drink water with my meals. That or alcohol, but that's a whole different meal we are talking about. I'm sure you get it. Sugar is bad for you. But a little is okay. The 3 color drink here was very mild. I do wished it was sweeter, just because I haven't had this in a long time. Now that I have, I'm scared that this will be the new trend again every time I have Vietnamese food.

After this, I took my dad home and helped him with his luggage. He gaved me some sweet pastries, which I will share with you later. In the mean time, check out Pho Broadway in Chinatown, Los Angeles. They've been here for decades, accepts credit cards and isn't too packed to accommodate if you need to fuel up before having a few drinks. Just saying.

942 N Broadway Ste 102, Los Angeles, CA 90012

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