I'm in Love (Part 1)

Oh, pho--where have you been all my life? I've had noodle soups before, but it's never been like this. None have been soothing in the morning, surprising in the afternoon, and sophistacted in the evening. None went well with beer. If only I could learn to consume you more delicately and not leave an oily patch on my chin or broth in my eyes (I am a slob).