Adventurous At A Price
Whenever we go to the Asian market, Steve likes to play a game called "Buy Something Unpronounceable." Sometimes this Something is in the form of sugary turmeric mocchi cookies, but more often it comes from the large section of cold beverages.
He has yet mustered up the nerve to try the tiny candied crabs, which are exactly what you think they are, only smaller.
Soon I will wear down his resistance. If he tries them, I'll try them. And you can be assured one or both of us will come running to tell the internet just how awful they truly are.
The other night we were at the Asian market getting good organic chicken and veggies and we swung by the cold beverages to see what new abominations the Asian continent is coming up with.
The generic rule to this game is the less English on the packaging, the more time you spend trying to figure out what is in it, the better.
I'm not nearly as adventurous as he is, but sometimes I like to play. I've seen açai juice for some time; it looked dark like grape juice and the label had pretty purple flowers on it, so I grabbed one to try it.
It tastes like.... well, basically... it's like someone repackaged the juice canned olives come in and added a pinch of sugar and some pretty purple flower.
I hate olives.
And this sweetened canned olive juice coated my mouth and throat and would not let go. It was awful.
You should definitely try it.
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Any of those unexplained foods and drinks could be ingested with as much as "that tastes crappy!" as long as there's no bot fly in it...scary bugs is quite a site with descriptive American terms. Gave me the jeebies.
We produce acai juice concentrate at the plant. Stinks up the whole place every time! I'd never of had the nerve to try it.
BTW - it's supposed to be super good for you and chock full of all sorts of healthy vitamins...which also probably explains the taste!