Oh yeah, takoyaki.
I admit I could be slightly biased because the damn thing nearly immolated my esophagus. The soft outer-dough shell was rather cool, so I figured it safe to pop one in my mouth. As I began to chew, the EXTREMELY HOT filling began to scorch my tongue.
As I desperately tried to salivate, I considered my options. I could spit it out. Good, except the only place to spit it was back onto the tray with the remaining takoyaki. Not helpful, since that was lunch. I still held onto the hope that I could enjoy eating the remaining takoyaki. I decided to wait and let it cool enough to chew. Instead, it seemed to grow more unbearable. It was probably about this point that I decided that swallowing something that was too hot for my tongue was a good idea. It wasn't.
Bitterly wounded, but still hungry, I tried to eat the second takoyaki more carefully. I would let this one cool before I ate it. I bit the pastry-casing to expose the inner contents to the air; a tentacle waved thanks at me, grateful to be freed from its doughy prison.
And that was the last I will eat of takoyaki.
Tentacle what? o.O
ReplyDeleteTakoyaki is a tiny little octopus baked in a pastry shell. It looks like a doughnut hole, but it is filled with all the hate and anguish that Hell can muster.
ReplyDeleteI knew from 'tako' that it was octopus, but your line about the doughy prison was hilarious. :)
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