It's time to write a quick post on some of the foods we ate while traveling. This is by no means comprehensive, because then it would be pages long, and I probably don't have pictures of the most delicious things we ate, because sometimes when you are eating a delicious thing you don't stop to take a picture of it. But, here is an idea of what we ate for about a month...we ate similarly in China.
One night in Japan, I think it was our first night in Tokyo, we wandered the streets looking at the menus and pictures of food until we found a place that looked good. We got some noodles, rice and dumplings...the usual. They even brought Peter an adorable rabbit bowl and utensils. Peter could have cared less about his cute kid things, but he devoured his noodles.
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| Jonathan's noodles and Peter's bowl. |
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| Noodles with cabbage and carrots- pretty delicious. |
Tragically Beccah ended up ordering cold noodles with meat and cold vegetables. The were straight from the fridge and rather salty. She reordered and got some dumplings on round 2. There were many times we wished we spoke/read Japanese in Japan, this was one of those times.
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| Robin and Beccah with all our empty dishes...kidding, some of those were Jonathan's. |
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| Peter sucking the noodles down. |
A different day, a different city. I think this was a meal we had in Puli, Taiwan. We had gone to church and the guesthouse owner picked us up from church. We asked her to recommend a place to eat and she took us to a good restaurant. She left after dropping us off. Upon entering the restaurant, we learned that there was an hour long wait. People would have died if we waited that hour. So, instead, we left and wandered some streets until we found a place that looked acceptable. It was delicious. And, added bonus, Peter fell asleep in my arms within 5 minutes of getting food. It made it a little awkward to eat, but way easier than a lively running toddler. After eating, we got a taxi home, because my arms would have broken trying to carry sleeping baby home. Also, we weren't sure where we were at that point, so taxi was a better plan than walking.
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| Jonathan's egg burrito of sorts. |
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| Can you tell he's about to crash? |
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| Robin's rice, chicken and veggie bowl. |
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| Beccah's noodles |
Train food! This was on a Taiwan train ride, I believe. At this point in our traveling, we were done with 7-11 sandwiches and fruit for the trains, and we found some little boxed lunches. I forget their name (and Jonathan's sleeping, or I'd ask him), but Jonathan said he had eaten them a number of times and they aren't the most delicious meal ever, but they aren't bad. He was right. It was a little box with rice, overdone broccoli, meat strips and tea boiled eggs (hard boiled eggs, but instead of just water, they are cooked in tea, which gives them a slight flavor). Overall, it was a pretty good meal. Peter loved the rice, like always, and would eat as much egg as you gave him. It wasn't delicious, but it was a nice change.
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| Train food |
While we were in Japan, I knew we had to get sushi at least once. We had it on the day we got lost coming back from Minji Shrine, and it was heavenly. The flavors were perfect, and each bite was a beautiful balance of everything good. So one of the nights we were in Tokyo, we asked for a good sushi place and were led to a place that looked pretty good. We had squirmy baby with us, and a menu that only had the names of the sushi, but not what was in them. So, we took a chance and started off with two rolls, not entirely sure what would be in them. When the sushi arrived, we both ate one piece and nearly died. Turns out, they had so kindly put wasabi IN the sushi rolls. So each bite cleared your sinuses out really well, and I almost had tears leaking out my eyes. It literally took our breath away. We gave Peter a piece before we knew what was up, and either his had no wasabi in it, or he has the strongest tolerance for that flavor of anyone I know. He gobbled it up and wanted more, but we were hesitant, we didn't want him to die on the second piece. You can't explain to a small child, "Just breathe slowly, the burning will go away soon." We ordered sushi that was raw fish on top of rice to go, because when you are in Japan, you have to try it even if it seems scary, but this time were sure to tell them, no wasabi. We also stopped by the 7-11 on the way home for some yogurt and sandwiches in case the sushi part two was a bust. I cannot honestly say I was impressed with this. None of the fish had any real flavor to it, and I wasn't totally keen on the texture. But, we tried it, and no one died, so, I guess it's a win. I still like sushi, and I'll still eat it again, just not at that restaurant.
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| Our take home fish. Jonathan and I each had a bite of each one. |
Last food story. We stayed at the LDS temple housing our last night or two in Tokyo. When we went in to get settled, we found two amazing things. Number One, and not pictured, was a food vending machine, but not just candy, chips and granola bars. It vended meals- hot dogs, fried rice, french fries and chicken strips. Beccah and Jonathan were like kids in a candy shop. I don't think I'd seen them more excited about any other food we'd come across during our entire trip. The meals came out in a small box, similar to our train food boxes, and you had to microwave them to heat them. Jonathan was a touch disappointed with this. I think he wanted it ready to go when it came out. The food was mediocre, but I think the novelty of the machine made up for its taste. The second thing was a root beer vending machine. Root Beer is hard to find in Asia. It could be found at international markets, for a price, but never at regular grocery stores. It was a pretty exciting find. So, Jonathan's first meal at the temple housing was a hot dog and root beer. To say we were ready to be back in America at this point would be an understatement. We loved the food we ate (most of the time), while we traveled, but I wanted nothing more than a home cooked meal that I knew what to expect when I bit into it.
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| Robin and Asian A&W. |