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"The magical, murky boat noodles at Sapp are the stuff of LA mythology, on par with the safe sex billboards and Carmeggedon 2011. The funky-fragrant broth—rich with spices and thickened with blood—wafts through your nasal cavities like Pepé Le Pew as you gnash through bits of beef and offal, occasionally interrupted by bites of stretchy rice noodles. It’s the kind of soup you have to eat alone, if only because you’re too locked in to carry a conversation." - garrett snyder, brant cox, cathy park, sylvio martins, jess basser sanders