The craziness of a Saturday night in District 1 is just a murmur eight floors below, as we take our seats in Acacia’s recently remodelled indoor/outdoor dining area. Gentle pockets of light illuminate cosy nooks of rattan and bamboo. Cool grey hues contrast with tropical greenery. I’m picking up a contemporary Malibu-beachside vibe. It is intimate yet casual; formal, but without the formalities.
Simon Stanley eats his way through the city’s top banh mi joints... and chooses the best. Let the crumbs fall where they may. Photos by Francis Xavier
This month, Simon Stanley samples Saigon’s take on a classic — fried chicken and rice. Photos by Glen Riley
With sushi stalls popping up all over town, Simon Stanley heads to Saigon’s seafood hub in search of the original kerbside Japanese experience. Photos by Glen Riley
Imagine a slice of Vietnam lifted out of its tiny plastic chair and taken around the world. It picks up a taste for wine and some culinary finesse in Paris, it scours the vintage vinyl stores of Brixton, Kingston and Harlem for its tunes, and kicks back over brunch in a trendy Brooklyn diner. This is how I imagine Propaganda was born.