|So much better than Pocky!|
When was the last time you went to your Loblaws or Sobey's and said that?
A few months back, I bought some dumplings that I thought were pork and vegetable, but turned out to be kimchi tofu (and delicious). That's the kind of excitement (and unpredictability) that I miss about shopping in Japan. Believe it or not, being illiterate can have a strange upside. The simple act of grocery shopping was a ridiculous adventure. Overwhelming some days, for sure, but coming back to regular old grocery shopping has remained something of a downer for me. Where's the fun of knowing exactly what you're getting?
We mozied to the last aisle of the store, where I ogled over zojirushi rice cookers (WANT), and decided to pick up a few treats: an onigiri (tuna kimchi) for him and a danish with chopped up hotdog (topped with mayo, cheese and nori) for me (nostalgia will cause people to buy the strangest things). We stood around for a bit, trying to decipher the drinks in the refrigerated section, when I saw this gem of translation:
Need I say more?