I wasn’t hungry when I walked into 313@somerset.
I’d come for something else entirely; an errand, a shop I needed, the usual Orchard rush of people moving faster than the escalators. But somewhere on the first floor, past the noise, I caught the smell of star anise and beef bone, and my feet slowed down before my brain did.
That’s how I ended up at Mrs Pho Kitchen. Not planned. Just pulled in.
A Family Kitchen Under Mall Lights
Mrs Pho tells you, right on its own signage, that it’s a tribute to all the Vietnamese mothers, grandmothers, and aunties, the women a family quietly agrees are the best cooks in the room, the ones affectionately crowned the best cook in every home. It’s a lovely promise. It’s also a big one to keep inside a shopping mall on Somerset.
Seating and Atmosphere
The seating is what you’d expect, casual, close, built for a quick meal rather than a long one. I sat at a small table near the edge, watched a pair of office workers wolf down their bowls between meetings, and settled in.
I’ll be honest. The gap between “family table” and “mall counter” was the first thing I felt. The warmth the brand promises has to come from the food, because the room isn’t going to give it to you. So I ordered, and I waited to see if the food could carry that weight.

The Bowl That Had to Prove Itself
I started with the reason I came, the Beef Combination Pho. On Mrs Pho’s current official menu, the standard beef pho options, including the Beef Combination Pho, are listed at S$14.80, while the Wagyu Beef Pho is S$16.80, before applicable GST.
I went with the combination bowl, the one stacked with sliced beef, brisket, and beef meatballs, because if a pho place is going to show you what it can do, it does it here.
Taste and Texture
The broth was decent. Aromatic, the spices coming through cleanly, especially that anise note that makes pho smell like pho. But I’ll tell you the truth, it ran a little lighter than I wanted. It didn’t have the deep, bone-heavy body that makes you stop talking and just drink. It was warm and comforting. It wasn’t unforgettable.
The noodles had the right give, soft with a bit of spring left. The meatballs were good, bouncy the way they should be. The brisket, though, leaned dry in places, and a couple of the beef slices had that slightly tough edge you notice when the meat’s been sitting.
Overall Thoughts
Here’s the thing. It’s a generous bowl. There’s plenty in it, and on a tired afternoon, it did exactly what a bowl of pho is supposed to do, it softened the mall around me for a while. But it’s a good bowl, not a great one. The kind you’re glad to have, not the kind you make a trip for.

Small Rolls, Fresh Herbs
Next, the Fresh Summer Roll, Gỏi Cuốn Tôm Thịt, which cost S$7.80 during my visit, because I wanted to see how the kitchen handled the quiet dish, the one with nowhere to hide.
If you want to understand why Vietnamese spring rolls depend so much on awake herbs, clean rice paper, and balanced filling, this deeper look at Gỏi cuốn explains the dish beyond the starter plate.
The Good
The vegetables inside were fresh, the herbs bright, and the peanut sauce was genuinely nice, thick, savoury, a little sweet, the kind of sauce that makes a mild roll worth eating. The rice paper had a good chew, soft without going gummy.
The Not-So-Good
But the rolls were small. And the prawns inside were tiny, a sliver of pink rather than a proper bite of shrimp. For S$7.80, I wanted more presence, more prawn, a roll that felt like it had been built to fill you rather than to fit neatly on a plate.
So it’s a mixed bite. The freshness is there, the sauce is there, but the generosity isn’t. If you order these, order them knowing they’re a light starter, not a course that holds its own.

Banh Mi: The Sandwich Between
I had room for one more, so I tried the Grilled Pork Banh Mi, currently listed at S$12.80 on Mrs Pho’s official menu, before applicable taxes.
Bread and Filling
The baguette had a decent crackle to it, that shatter you want when you bite in. Inside, grilled pork, herbs, pickled vegetables, the familiar sour-sweet lift of the carrot doing its job.
The Dryness Issue
But it ran dry.
That’s the honest note. The bread was crisp to the point where a touch more sauce, or a little more filling packed through the middle, would’ve pulled it together. Halfway through, I found myself wishing for something wet to balance the crumb. The pickles and coriander tried, and they helped, but they couldn’t quite fix it.
At that price, I’d have wanted the sandwich to feel more complete than it did.
More Stories Beyond the Pho Bowl
If the pho is the quiet bowl, the grilled items are where the menu can feel more direct. The official menu lists a Grilled Chicken Banh Mi with grilled chicken, pickles, cucumber, coriander, cut chillies, spicy mayo, and char siew sauce, which gives the sandwich a different kind of rhythm from the soup.
How I Would Read the Rest of the Menu
For more stories beyond the pho, I would follow the menu by texture. Start with broth if you want comfort. Add rolls if you want freshness. Choose banh mi if you want crunch. Go for grilled chicken or a rice/noodle item when you want something savoury but not soupy.
A few things are worth watching:
- Does the meat stay tender, or turn dry?
- Do the herbs taste fresh?
- Is there enough sauce to hold the bite together?
- Do the pickles give the food a real lift?
- Do the menu photos match what is served?
That is the better comment to make about Mrs Pho. It is not a hidden family kitchen, and the 313@somerset outlet is not trying to be one. It is a mall-friendly Vietnamese choice in Singapore, brought into a fast Orchard setting.

Ordering, Waiting, and the QR Rhythm
The service here is functional more than it is warm, and that’s mostly down to the format.
During my visit, ordering was done through a QR code at the table, with the whole setup geared toward a quick, casual meal. No one comes to fuss over you or talk you through the menu. If that suits you, if you just want your food without the ceremony, it works fine. If you were hoping for the hospitality the “family table” branding suggests, you might feel the absence of it.
Timing Advice
The wait is where you’ll want to be careful. I came mid-afternoon, off the peak, and my food arrived in reasonable time. If you’re visiting during the usual Orchard lunch or dinner rush, though, it makes sense to allow a little more time.
- Lunch and dinner periods can be busier, so give yourself some buffer if you’re visiting during the usual Orchard meal rush.
- This is not the place to choose when you’ve got a movie starting in fifteen minutes.
What You Should Know
The practical bits are simple, and the location is the strongest thing going for it.
- Mrs Pho Kitchen is on Level 1 of 313@somerset, at #01-16/17.
- For sheer ease in the middle of Orchard, there aren’t many Vietnamese meals this convenient.
- Mrs Pho’s own website currently lists the 313@somerset outlet as open 11am–10pm daily, while 313@somerset publishes different hours. Check the mall or restaurant listing before making a time-sensitive visit.
- For a typical meal, budget roughly S$15 to S$25+ per person, depending on your main, drinks and starters.
- Reservations are available through Mrs Pho’s website, although for a casual off-peak meal I didn’t find a booking necessary.
- Skip driving if you can, Somerset MRT drops you at the door, and Orchard parking rarely rewards the effort.
- If Mrs Pho is only one stop in your Orchard plan, read this 313 Somerset food crawl for more places to build a fuller lunch or dinner around the mall.
Mrs Pho Kitchen or Mrs Pho House
- The 313@somerset outlet is part of Mrs Pho, and is also commonly listed as Mrs Pho Kitchen. It should not be confused with Mrs Pho House, which was a related but separate Mrs Pho concept rather than the current Orchard outlet.

Would I Come Back?
I think I would, but I’d come back knowing what this place is.
Mrs Pho at 313@somerset is Vietnamese comfort food in Orchard convenience. It’s not a slow neighbourhood spot, nor does it deliver the family-table warmth its name suggests.
The pho is comforting but light. The summer rolls are fresh but small. The banh mi has a good crust but runs dry.
None is bad, some genuinely nice. It sits in the middle where the food does its job without making you stop and pay attention.
Yet, on the right afternoon, tired and hungry amid mall noise, a warm bowl of pho with fresh herbs softens the day. It reminds why people reach for pho.
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