“Weird” and strange eats 

My obsession of trying to eat new (or strange) foods didn’t start until I was older, probably not until my mid 20’s. I knew that when I had kids I wanted them to “taste-the-world,” so to speak. Granted when I was growing up, we didn’t have that many ethnic grocery stores; my mom would drive an hour from our town to go to the closest Japanese market to buy her essentials for the week. 

I didn’t try hummus or kim-chi until later in life, more so because it wasn’t readily available in my local grocery store as it is today. I think my children are fortunate enough to be able to try other countries’ cuisines without having to travel so far, these culinary delights are mere blocks away instead of oceans. 

I try to expose Winter to as many flavors, so her palette will be indiscriminate, though she’s not a fan of spicy foods…yet. At the tender age of 3, she has tried and eaten more foods than I would have dared to at her age or even in my teens/20’s. I commend her for her fearlessness in her curiosity of all things gastronomic, so I wanted to have a special place in our blog of the “weird” and “strange” eats of Winter-Hinata and hopefully, August-Yoshinari. 

Volume I:

Winter’s delve in the “strange” eats was when she was a year and a half, and is still her OBSESSION; seriously I can’t say the Japanese word of it without her begging to eat it: Ikura a.k.a. salmon roe. 

She had her inaugural taste was from an ikura donburi (rice bowl) from her Auntie Yan. It was love at first bite, it was the first food she wanted and called by name. Her eyes light up at the mere mention of it. The bright orange mini spheres filled with tantalizing, salty-umami “poptastic” oceanic delights is her crack. At the first burst of one salmon roe, her tongue danced with a flavor that captured her very soul. Any time we go to a Japanese restaurant she always asks for it. 

Since then, we have had her try different foods to test her expanse in flavors, textures & colors. She does not disappoint, it’s not always a success, but we are so proud that she at least tries. 

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