A good Easter to all. Back on Easter Monday.

When in doubt, eat some pho. Part of the delight is looking down into the bowl and taking in the aroma in all its richness and feeling the light warm steam on your face.

That was actually Yuriko’s lunch. But I’ve been eating pho on and off for 25 years, and I’m glad to report that delicious examples are still easy to find, essentially unchanged over the decades, and reasonably priced in all the places we visit.

Somewhere, there’s probably pho for hipsters that costs three times what we pay, but we haven’t sought that out. I didn’t have the pho during our recent lunch, however.

That’s what I had: a Vietnamese pork chop, along with sausage and an egg. Along with the pho, to be found at Viet Taste, a small restaurant — seats about 30, I think — in the inner northwest suburb of Norridge. Good food for these sometimes chilly April days. Or any day, really.