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Saturday, September 22, 2007
So where should I start? I went to Korea hell-bent on eating a live octopus, and now I can say that "I've been there, done that." As the picture suggests though, eating a live octopus isn't as easy as what those travelogues and movies perceive it to be. The live octopus was still alive(duh!) and kept hitting my face with their slimy tentacles.
After fighting of the slimy tentacles, the waitress cut off one of it for my consumption. Having a tentacle in your mouth is quite an unreal experience. 99.99% of the things you put in your mouth are limp and flaccid (I'm talking about food here), and this particular tentacle, even after being detached from the main body, seemed to has a mind of its own and wiggled and flopped about in my mouth.
The taste of the tentacle was surprisingly good. Repeated chewing, besides rendering the tentacle immobile, also released a succulent flavor, something that I guess comes only with the freshest ocean produce. Chew chew chew, swallow and viola! The entire Eat a Live Octopus episode was over. It was easy as that.
However it wasn't easy explaining to my colleagues and friends on why I did it. What made me to it? Guess it's an combination of watching too much Anthony Bourdain and Oldboy. I admit that it's quite an inhumane thing to do. Imagine having your flesh ripped off your body and having it eaten while you are still conscious. If I get my due retribution for doing it, I guess I will be in the good company of people like Anthony Bourdain and also the entire nation of South Koreans. Yes, I rightly deserve the moniker of Taro Yarou (Octopus Bastard), a title bestowed by Ooof.
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