Soybean porn
I was reading from a book I got for Christmas, Japanese Women Don't Get Old or Fat by Naomi Moriyama, when I came across this passage:
On the table in front of us is a bamboo basket full of boiled fresh green soybeans, or edamame, chilled and sprinkled with a little salt. A bit of salt tastes great after a long sweaty day and a bath, especially when added to the pure natural taste of the soybean in its pod form.
I slowly squeeze a pod between my index finger and thumb to push a bean loose. As soon as the edge of the bean is out, I bring it to my lips and squeeze the pod harder to pop it into my mouth. Sliding my fingers up the pod, I repeat the squeezing and popping motions two more times, until each of the three beans that are usually in a pod have been eaten.
Um, that is exactly what I am thinking when I am eating edamame!
Anyhoo, I am on a total Japanese food kick. To the point of being obsessive compulsive about bento boxes (buying cute boxes and cooking stuff to put in them). I made the hubs drive me out to the Super H Mart in Fairfax, VA today in search of new ingredients and equipment. Holy smokes, yo. I had no idea that such a store existed in this area. I've been to the little Asian supermarkets here and there, but this place blew my mind. It was like someone took a variety of different Asian supermarkets and combined them with a normal American grocery store. Buy your lotus root, pig tongue, Frosted Flakes, frozen fishcake and Dannon yogurt all in one place. I was so overwhelmed and giddy. I think were in there for 2 hours and spent almost $200. Damn. I can't believe it's been there since 2002!
On the table in front of us is a bamboo basket full of boiled fresh green soybeans, or edamame, chilled and sprinkled with a little salt. A bit of salt tastes great after a long sweaty day and a bath, especially when added to the pure natural taste of the soybean in its pod form.
I slowly squeeze a pod between my index finger and thumb to push a bean loose. As soon as the edge of the bean is out, I bring it to my lips and squeeze the pod harder to pop it into my mouth. Sliding my fingers up the pod, I repeat the squeezing and popping motions two more times, until each of the three beans that are usually in a pod have been eaten.
Um, that is exactly what I am thinking when I am eating edamame!
Anyhoo, I am on a total Japanese food kick. To the point of being obsessive compulsive about bento boxes (buying cute boxes and cooking stuff to put in them). I made the hubs drive me out to the Super H Mart in Fairfax, VA today in search of new ingredients and equipment. Holy smokes, yo. I had no idea that such a store existed in this area. I've been to the little Asian supermarkets here and there, but this place blew my mind. It was like someone took a variety of different Asian supermarkets and combined them with a normal American grocery store. Buy your lotus root, pig tongue, Frosted Flakes, frozen fishcake and Dannon yogurt all in one place. I was so overwhelmed and giddy. I think were in there for 2 hours and spent almost $200. Damn. I can't believe it's been there since 2002!