





It's supposed to be a funny picture. We were imitating some Koreans. As you can see, there are some new faces in the group. From left to right, we have Louis from Reno, Nevada, Me, Connie from Toronto, Kate, Trey from Oklahoma, Rhonda from Canada, Dan from Australia, Laura from Canada, and Fritz from New Zealand. This was early in the night.
The only other interesting tidbit is that I ate live octopus about a month ago. We were at String talking about it because Louis had just recently had it for the first time. We talked about going to try it later that week when all of sudden, we were leaving to go eat it right then. I tagged along with Louis, his Korean friend, Pete, and a guy named Wes who came here a few weeks prior to this point. So we go to this restaurant and order our food and some soju, because there's no way I was going to do this sober. :)
They bring out the soju. We all take a few shots. Then we hear this pounding noise coming from the back. I was told that this was the cooks taking the octopus, cutting off the tentacles and pounding it into chunks, between 1 1/2 and 3 inches long. Then a Korean lady brings out a single plate and sat it down in the middle of our small circular table. I look at the plate and see these chunks of tentacles slithering around like worms ready to get hooked as bait. I took one look and immediately backed my chair up a few feet with a very disgusted look on my face. I watched as the others decided how to eat this. The Korean man sitting next to me, who speaks very little English, took a few pieces and put it in this red sauce next to me. We were each given our own small dish of this sauce. He told me that the sauce helps to "kill" the octopus and sure enough, it stopped moving. As everyone else was eating this, I was getting up my courage, and asking questions about it. Strangely enough, I never asked how it would taste, just how it would feel in my mouth, moving around on it's own. I was told that I had to chew profusely so the suckers would not grip the insides of my cheek, tongue, or worst of all, throat. This had me really freaked out, but since the others seemed to be eating it no problem, I decided to give it a shot.
I took one of the pieces from my dish of red sauce, looked at it barely moving, put it in my mouth and chewed and chewed and chewed... It didn't taste bad or good. It was bland, from what I remember, of course I had it in my mouth for as short a time as possible before I knew it was safe to swallow. I only had one other piece, a much bigger one, but I was amazed at how the others and especially the Korean we were with took several pieces at once by chopstick in their mouth.
Unfortunately, I have no pictures or videos of this experience, which just means I'll have to get up the courage to do this at least one more time!
Until then, I will see you all soon! I will try to be better about posting on here, although I know I won't again until I go home and come back!
Here you see me, Connie, Lindsey, as Poison Ivy, and Alex and Ian as the two main guys from the movie Fight Club. 