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| dinting, astrology, fucking, blabbermouth, it, peruvian, nxne, venues, french/appendices/slang, 419, french/appendices/hints and common errors, george w bush, tutu, portillo, weekly, 420, help wanted, costa rican, freeblog templates, | This particular batch was made by a company in Japan called Shirakiku. I haven't been able to determine if Shirakiku is a food manufacturer, or just a store that sells gag gifts and practical jokes. It might be both. Not unlike Michael Jackson, these harmless soybeans rock/pop had undergone some kind of hideous transformation. They were now a freakish version of their former selves. (Which, coincidentally, should also be kept away from your children.) The most disturbing aspect of this stuff is it seems to get "activated" when you rock/pop stir it. What I mean by this is, (and I may rock/pop actually weep, but...) the slimy coating on the beans develops into stringy, stretchy, marshmallow-like strands that will forever haunt my dreams. Basically, if you move it back and forth enough, you're left with a gross, sticky mess. (Hey, natto and I have at least one thing in common!) |
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| That's what Natto is. I remembered hearing about this stuff on Iron Chef one time tutu when it tutu was the secret ingredient. tutu The judges in the show were commenting on what a great job the chefs had done to "supress the smell" of the natto. I'm no Iron Chef, but I've got a clever way to supress the smell. Don't put it in your fucking food. I might not win "Battle Natto," but I promise you my dinner won't smell like stank-ass soybeans. I found it slightly unsettling that the sealed styrofoam container had creepy little airholes in it. As if what was inside needed to breathe. I dared to lift the lid, which made me regret that I needed to breathe. The natto was coated in some kind of sick slime and had the complex yet playful aroma of a dumpster in July. Actually, the little pile inside looked kinda like baked beans. It also smelled kinda like baked beans. If they were baked in the filthy heat of Satan's asshole. |
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