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.


我和绮贞有个约，倒数6天



星期二的晚上
我在你身边
谈著无聊的话题
听你唱70年代的歌曲
不需要理由就这样静静靠在你怀里

多少个夜晚
你不在我身边
看著无聊的电视节目
想著你现在人在哪里在做什么
不明白自己
为何对你总有些不放心
我想是因为我不确定是否你有同样的心愿
想要和你在一起


微笑和眼泪
是我最常有的表情
是你对我太放纵
害我学不会克制我自己
是我要求太多
还是你对我也同样没把握
也许你应该找个机会告诉我你也和我一样
喜欢和你在一起

每天的晚上
(你知道吗?)
都想在你身边
看无聊的电视节目
听你唱70年代的歌曲
不需要理由就这样静静靠在你怀里
和你在一起
和你在一起
和你在一起
和你在一起
和你在一起