In Hanoi, soup is a way of life -- the connective tissue of Vietnamese culture. With noodles, herbs and sinew, it strings together twisting streets and varied lifestyles. Here the bones, crumpled napkins and squeezed limes that litter the ground beneath tiny plastic tables are symbols of a good meal and a life well lived.
I came here in early December largely because of Hanoi's growing reputation as a culinary capital. In 2010, the website Sherman's Travel (www.shermanstravel.com) ranked Hanoi, Vietnam's second-largest city after Ho Chi Minh City, as the No. 2 foodie destination in the world, behind Barcelona, Spain, and ahead of Rome and Tokyo.
Pho -- rice noodles in savory broth with a variety of meat and herbs -- is Vietnam's national dish, and bun cha -- a combination of grilled pork, sweet and savory broth with fish sauce, sliced green papaya, rice noodles and fresh herbs -- is the signature dish of Hanoi. Besides these staples, you can satisfy your appetite with all manner of noodle soups for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
The abundance of options makes looking for the perfect bowl of noodles in Hanoi a tricky one. It's a quest that will lead you through the city's back alleys, grand French-influenced boulevards and tucked-away neighborhoods.
I decided to stick to the city's ubiquitous street stalls, and I vowed to eat whatever was set before me, no matter how mysterious. I did, however, sample some upscale noodles aboard an overnight junk cruise on Halong Bay. And I dumped a bowl of soup in an alley when the old woman who served me wasn't looking because I thought I spotted an eyeball staring up at me from the broth.
A bowl of soup on the street in Hanoi usually sells for 15,000 to 25,000 Vietnamese dong -- 72 cents to about $1.20 -- so eating this way here is a steal. By contrast, a bowl of simple and comparatively bland pho ga (chicken pho) or pho bo (beef pho) at the elegant French colonial Hotel Metropole goes for about $12.50.
To help me gauge which street stalls were superior, I enlisted the help of Mai Thi Thu Trang, a young woman who manages the Arriba Mexican Restaurant & Grill, one of Hanoi's few (and maybe only) Mexican restaurants. Trang gave me a bit of advice that guided my quest.
"Places that are good are normally places that old people come to eat," Trang said. "Because they believe in the quality."
Early the next morning, she took me to a stall that she said served some of the best breakfast noodles in the city. It was deep in the Old Quarter, a collection of 36 tightly knit streets that retain the layout and much of the architecture of early 20th century Hanoi, with roots stretching as far back as the 11th century when the city was established by King Ly Thai To.
I was particularly taken with the warrenlike streets surrounding the Dong Xuan Market, where I ducked into stalls to gawk at buckets of writhing fish, chicken claws and exotic herbs and spices. I bought a sesame baguette and munched on it as I roamed, ending in the cold quiet of the Bach Ma temple, said to be the oldest place of worship in Hanoi.
Trang led me through the chaos of these streets, turning off Hang Buom into tiny Ta Hien Street. There she pointed out a small shop (No. 2C) where a wizened old woman in traditional dress sat eating on the high stoop (a good sign). A younger woman sat on another stool above two steaming pots.
One pot was filled with broth into which she put noodles plucked from inside a glass case that held bowls of brown eggs, salt and chopped green onions, and plates of pig's feet, sliced pork and raw meatballs. I didn't order; she just made a bowl of noodles, broth, salt, herbs, pickled garlic, meatballs and slices of soft pork and handed it to me.
The dish, called bun doc mung, was a revelation: The broth was rich and fragrant, the meatballs light and redolent of spices. The soup sustained me well past lunch as I wandered south to Hoan Kiem Lake and stopped at Ngoc Son temple, which is on a little island.
Later I headed to the French Quarter, where the air suddenly felt cooler, thanks to the many trees that shaded the wide boulevards flanked by stately villas and mansions, legacies of an earlier era when Hanoi was the capital of French Indochina.
I splurged on a poolside Henry Graham Greene daiquiri and a one-hour $75 massage at the luxurious Hotel Metropole, which was built in 1901. As limp as one of the noodles I'd eaten earlier, I walked to the Hanoi Opera House, which is near the infamous "Hanoi Hilton" (Hoa Lo prison) where Americans were imprisoned during the Vietnam War.
The 900-seat French Colonial-style opera house was built in 1911 and has been restored. I ate my second-favorite bowl of soup at a stall marked No. 9 in an alley called Ngo Trang Tien, across from the opera house. Called bun dau, it was a lovely, light noodle soup with a tomato-based broth, dry red chili paste, crunchy greens and tender little pillows of fried tofu that exploded with curd when I bit into them.
As the sun set, I wandered back to the Old Quarter to catch a show at the Thang Long Water Puppet Theater, where skilled puppeteers in rubber boots perform their art in a small pool decorated like a lake. When I emerged I was hungry again. At the busy corner of Hang Bo and Hang Can, I happened on a bustling stall where teenagers waited in line to eat fried chicken feet, dipped in salt and lime juice, and a noodle-based soup in a blood-black broth in which small pieces of chicken and liver floated.
The soup went well with a bottle of lukewarm 333 beer, but it didn't rival the bowl of noodles I'd eaten that morning on Ta Hien Street, where the wise old woman had beckoned to me with the promise of the glorious day to come.
If you go:
A visa is mandatory for American visitors. The easiest way to apply is through www.myvietnamvisa.com. The cost is $25 for a one-month, single-entry visa. The online site arranges for your documents to be waiting for you at the Hanoi airport, where an additional $25 stamping fee is required.
Where to stay: Sofitel Hotel Metropole, 15 Ngo Quyen St., Hanoi; 3826-6919, www.sofitel.com. One of Vietnam's most historic hotels, built in 1901. Gorgeous spa, heated pool, flat-screen TVs. Doubles from $271.
Zephyr Hotel, No 4-6 Ba Trieu St., Hanoi; 3934-1256, www.zephyrhotel.com.vn. Sleek boutique hotel in the middle of the energetic Old Quarter. Top-floor bar has beautiful city views. Doubles from $87.
For more, go to stickyrice.typepad.com; Vietnam National Administration of Tourism, www.vietnamtourism.com.