Japan is notorious for presenting foods that turn out to be completely different from what you expected. I remember back in my illiterate days when I bought clams which miraculously transformed into chicken during cooking. (Think of the research involved. I mean we're talking about a completely different genus.) Newbies still don't believe me when I reminisce of Oreos without cream. (What would that be called-- simply, Oos?) Yesterday I bought dipping bread. On the package was a photo of well-manicured fingers dipping the sticks into cheese. Happily, I assumed it would be like Crazy Bread. Nope, no sauce whatsoever. Foiled again.
On the turntable: Little Feat, "Waiting for Columbus
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