Japan Travel Journal Continued:
I’ve never been an adventurous eater, so I was nervous about eating local food in Japan. The idea of raw meat squicks me out, ditto squid, ditto shellfish and mushrooms. The only fish I actually enjoy is tuna from a can.
And while I’ve expanded my diet over the years it’s been a slow process. In my twenties I learned to like broccoli, Thai food, and vegetable sushi. In my thirties I picked up a tolerance for asparagus and beans. Seeing pink inside a steak no longer sends me running for the hills. Progress!
In search of more progress, I promised myself that I’d try new things in Japan. I didn’t have to like them, but I’d try them. Happily, I’ve discovered new likes:
Sashimi (raw fish!)
Ramen made with fish broth
Rice with Miso paste
Skinny pickled green things (?)
Not every culinary experience on this trip has been a success. We tried something called “dipping noodles” which was too fishy for my taste. And my hatred of mushrooms hasn’t changed one bit. As far as I’m concerned, mushrooms are spongy little forest penises and totally NOT FOOD. 😆
But I tried the mushrooms, okay? Because I promised myself I would. And I didn’t die; it was fine.
Remember that scene in Indiana Jones where Indy and his lady friend are served raw monkey brains and she freaks out? That’s still me, at least some of the time. So I won’t yet claim to be an adventurous eater. But I ate raw fish, and I liked it! That’s progress.
And it’s fun to try new things. ☺️