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Yesterday afternoon I went to the laundromat. My friend Dot was kind enough to visit me while I was doing my laundry (now that’s a good friend), so while we were waiting for the industrial dryer to finish shrinking my clothes beyond recognition, we wandered over to the Asian grocery store around a few doors down.

I had seen this store a zillion times over the last year, but never gone in. Now, I love food. I’m always one to try new foods, embrace the cuisine of other cultures, all that good stuff. I was excited to find some new and unusual things to try. WOOHOO!

We entered the store and started the adventure by heading over to what I can only describe as the “Wall of Unidentifiable Meat”. Frankly, I don’t want to eat any sort of meat with the word “flap” in the name. While I’m sure most of the items are delicious, to my untrained American eye an awful lot of them were just plain scary.

And speaking of eyes.

Near the Meat Wall was “Seafoodapalooza”. I’m surprised there wasn’t a sign saying, “Now with more eyes!” Seriously, there must have been about 900 eyes in that place. Connected to things. (Later on we found a jar of more eyes. There were at least 438 eyes in that jar alone. EYES.)

And those were just in the fresh food sections. We cautiously ventured down the other aisles. “Cans of Crazy!” was one of my favorite areas. Is that fruit or fish? I CAN’T TELL. I also enjoyed “Tapioca-rama”. I had no idea how many sizes, shapes, and colors tapioca balls came in. It was like a chewy carnival in there. Awesome. Dot called one particularly festive bag a “birthday party in a package”.

Unfortunately, the clock was ticking and we had to get back to my laundry. That, and the sheer number of eyes took its toll on us and we had to JUST GET OUT.

There was all sorts of cool stuff though, so it was decided next time we would take our time, be adventurous and find some interesting (eye-free) items to purchase and try.