In the fast and lively rhythm of Saigon, there’s a small restaurant called "Cơm Tấm Dì Út".
Cơm Tấm Dì Út — a name that feels like a warm, simple hello to the past. Here, the smell of charcoal-grilled pork, soft rice, and sweet fish sauce brings back memories of mornings when mom came home from the market with a hot breakfast in her hands.
“Dì Út” isn’t the name of a famous chef, but a familiar image of the youngest aunt —
a kind, caring Southern woman who cooks every meal with love. That name carries memories, emotions, and a quiet thank-you to all the gentle hands that raised us with simple, heartfelt meals.