My Version Of Natto

I really wasn't sure what to make of that pile of food on the little plate that was supposedly some kind of salad.

I mean, just look at it. It looks like something that came out of someone's nose.

Seriously.


Remarkably, the salad, which primarily consisted of eggplant, was actually pretty darn good. If it hadn't been so unpleasant to look at, I might have even gotten seconds.

I didn't even attempt to taste the soup, however, since I knew I wouldn't like it, especially because of the fact that there was plenty of mochi (thick little rice cakes) in it.

What is the point of mochi?

I did eat the fish, but I wasn't happy at all that is was deep fried. Why can't they just grill it? Grilled fish is so much better for you than deep-fried fish. Ugh!

I also ate the shredded cabbage, but I still don't understand the Japanese fascination with it.

Oh, and because a bottle of my favorite dressing, the poppy-seed dressing, miraculously showed up after just about everyone had gone through the line and gotten their food, I decided to grab a bowl of rice and cover it with the dressing. As a matter of fact, as soon as I finished my rice, I went back to get some more!

Needless to say, I got a few strange looks because of the dressing on my rice.

I kept my wits about me, though, and responded to the doubters as follows:

"Poppy-seed dressing is to me what natto is to you!"

Total points: 5