more food

I went to lunch with my "teachers' class" today. Each time I go out to eat I think it can't be worse than the chicken feet incident, but it can. We went to a sashimi restaurant. I've never been very fond of seafood, with a few exceptions like salmon. With the teachers all watching me and telling me to try this and that (and actually putting things on my plate whether I wanted them or not) I felt obliged to try things I never would have considered putting in my mouth previously. But, I can now say with certainty, I don't like most seafood. The flavors weren't all bad, but I can't handle the textures.

The thing I absolutely refused to try, and don't care if I offended anyone by not trying, was crawling off the plate as the waitress set it on the table. I believe it was very recently cut-off octopus, or possibly squid, tentacles. Just looking at it made me want to gag so I kept my eyes down. By the time that came I had already tried squid, shrimp, octopus, eel, crab, raw fish and fish skin, and other things I did not even want to identify. I figured I'd tried plenty already and something alive and squirming was just too much.

One of these days William needs to be with me so that he can enjoy all these wonderful new foods too. I came home and had a couple homemade banana chocolate chip muffins. I needed comfort food!!