blahI have no clue what those Koreans do to fry their chicken but it's fantastic. Everything is crisp on the outside and then moist and yummy on the inside. As far as I'm concerned, it kicks the crap out of your average fried chicken. In addition to that, I also had a bowl of udon from the Japanese place which came with an assortment of fishballs of all shapes and sizes. Frankly, I thought the square ones were tofu until I bit into it.
It even had one of those Naruto Fishcake slices with the red swirl that I'm always seeing in anime but have never had before. I still get an unreasoning little thrill whenever I run across something like this that I've seen on 'tv'. For some reason, this doesn't work with American products though. I wonder if that just makes me a giant weeaboo though I guess I would have to be the non-white version thereof.
Anyway, afterward we walked around the inside of the supermarket though I didn't find anything interesting I really wanted to buy. Luckily though, I did have my camera and it turns out that pork festival thingie was still going on so I was able to snap a shot of that banner.
I just snicker to myself whenever I see this sign. I just love the idea of little korean hunters going out the back to beat a wild boar to death in the middle of suburbia.
I also spent some time going down the aisles looking at the various products. It's always spiffy when naming conventions don't translate over as well as they could.
I've actually had Pucca before, having found the name humorous while I was in an asian grocery store in Chicago. As I recall, it was surprisingly good. I could only remember there being the generic variety of Pucca back then, but I guess they must've add some since then. Everyone loves a good Pucca.
Screw a screw pop. dum de dum dum. Screw a screw pop. Screw it for flavor. Screw a screw pop. Screw some for later.
Ya, I know.
On the way out I also got more Taiyaki, those red bean paste filled fish whozits. I never liked red bean paste as a kid but I find it's growing on me. Either my taste is changing or my weeaboo infection is spreading and reaching some sort of terminal stage.
