I might have rusted out that part of my brain that blogs. Really. Following a few months of complete-uncreative-hibernation, I have just now started to come out of my cave to eat my wild berries. I even¬†have a couple of other blog post ideas already lined up (wow, take it easy) but I say start with Vietnam and make my way back. South East Asia, always a dee-light. Having Pho soup was almost a staple for Aaron and I in rainy Seattle, and quite honestly, they do do it justice in the States, it must be because there are actual Vietnamese people behind the big pot of soup. Surprisingly, I was more drawn to baguettes, Lord bless them. I haven’t had a decent piece…