Believe it or not (and trust me, I'm having a hard time believing it at the moment), I've been doing this food blogging thing for just four months shy of four years. Of all the people I've met while eating my way across the Valley and beyond, both good and bad, a handful have ended up being very special to me. Chefs with passion that inspires, history that fascinates and, most importantly, food that delights and challenges me. Looking back over the years, there is probably one that stands out just a little more than the others, who pops up almost like clockwork through
my Facebook and blog posts. As my audience (and hopefully my skills as a reviewer) have grown, so has this chef's business and menu continued to develop and evolve.
When I first met Phu Tran, I had been indulging in this little hobby of mine for just over a year, about the same amount of time that he had been on the street in his
RiceWorks truck slinging fresh, traditional Asian food to grateful office workers. I ended up going back two more times in as many weeks, and
the resulting write-up has had over 900 views (it doesn't sound like a lot, but it was for this site back in 2011). Phu was the first chef ever to learn who I was before I actually ended up reviewing him, and he was the
first person I interviewed during my ill-advised stint with the Boise Weekly, and believe it or not at that point he was considering calling it quits. Since then, the truck got a helluva paint job, the all-important semi-monthly
Food Truck Rally events have allowed many more people to sample his wares, and Phu has begun to focus more on fusion cuisine. All of this has culminated in the opening of an honest-to-goodness brick and mortar restaurant in
The Village at Meridian. I considered writing a big, overall retrospective piece on the evolution of RiceWorks, but something tells me that Phu hasn't peaked yet, so let's just talk about last night's dinner instead.