I thought that I was brave on Monday night, when I let Mana order for me at a Japanese restaurant. "Unagi Don," she said. BBQ eel it was. Not to bad. I should have called that good. Instead, I convinced Mana to cook us some authentic Japanese cuisine the next night.
Sure, the onigiri was pretty. The ingredients of these rice triangles were the frightening part: brown rice (the edible portion of the dish), salt (a lot goes a long way), bonito flakes (they looked like the fish food that we had in our cupboard for AJ's fish), and pollock roe (fortunately I thought it was just fish until I used wikipedia today- just in case you are wondering we consumed the raw form). After one bite each, the kids decided that the heavily salted rice crackers were the way to go. Which left Al and I to try to consume as many as possible, since Mana had worked so hard and had been such a good sport about trying everything that we put in front of her. Two triangles was my max. It was a blessing that the pickled plums that were in the shopping cart and never made it home.We were all looking forward to dessert. It looked similar to a French Flambee, a sweet custard with carmel sauce. One big bite in for all 7 of us revealed a salty tofu glazed with lite colored soy sauce. Another round of rice crackers for everyone. I don't know that I have ever consumed as much water in one meal.
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You're a very good sport. I vote McDonalds for dinner tonight :-).
My dad served his mission in Japan and then became a lawyer specializing in trade with Japan. One of his clients was a Japaneses restaurant owner and invited us to his opening night. They had a whole dead squid laying on this huge table. I thought I was going to throw up. and then I about did when they brought us battered octupus to try. My poor dad, trying to apologize for his very rude children who would not eat anything!
You are a very brave woman!
Sounds like you really could have used an in-n-out that night!
You guys are brave! That's cool that you're hosting an exchange student!
Lisa,
I was roomies with a whole group of Japanese Flight Attendants when I worked as one as well, and they LOVED to make rice balls with stuff in them. We always had weird pickled things areound the house too. My favorite was going to the specialty Gorcery (that whole store smelled like stinky fish)and getting things I called jello shots- little tiny containers of japanese fruity jello. They were YUMMY.
Oh you brave, brave, brave soul.
Japanese food and young children. Wow.
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