Everything except the bottom mud and This: crayfish.
I introduced it to some friends of mine, thinking that I'd impress with this Swedish Crayfish dish.
The first reaction was of horror, then they realised that this was a cultural thing and they HAD to eat it. My friends looked a it, giggled and asked "do you really eat that? ... like REALLY??" And for about an hour or so they laughed and made grim faces while eating one or two of my Swedish delights.
Now, let me just say; the Japanese eat jellyfish.
They eat everything green and slimy. They eat the stuff that get stuck between your toes when you take a swim in a lake.
They deep fry, dip in soy and role mayo the stuff that's stuck under your grandpa's old woodenboat. They steam and serve in soup the green algae that CNN take pictures of from a helicopter to show the world just how deep in to the destruction of the planet we really are.
These grand eaters of (nearly) everything, blackguard my crayfish.
So, it was 2 years sins that infamous crayfish dinner. and still, years later they sometimes talk about it like something really crazy they have experienced and it just has to be joked about. At every smaller gathering in some isakaya (restaurant) or bigger diner with family and friends they joke about the crazy swedes and there crayfish and they make that sucking/slurping sound that use to fill me with happiness but now is a point of humiliation. "Josephine san, Josephine san, do that sound, you know, the sound you make when eating the red spiders"
And off course, being a good Japanese; I to laugh and show how we hold the crayfish and suck on it......
I will explode... as soon as my Japanese is good enough.
anyway, excuse my bad English. The Japanese language seams to fuck up both my Swedish and English.
So you don't have to read any of it. Sorry.
I say as one of my friends: I-see-you-many times-goodbye-me-too
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