I already have a page for things I find that intrigue me. This page is for things I find that stump and baffle me. There are plenty of such things around here. Here’s one to start with:
Further to the theme of oviduct products, here is an example of crab spawn rice balls
1 March- update: I flew back to Shanghai after a month back home in Canada, where I was unable to update this page because, well, I could identify pretty much everything I saw and ate. However, China Eastern Airlines gave me my first taste of incomprehension with their first in-flight meal. The main part of it consisted of mucilaginous noodles topped with chunks of mostly cooked eggplant (not bad) doused in a gooey sauce dotted with pork granules. I won’t post a picture of that because I was able to identify it. The side dish- the salad, as it were- was not so easy. It consisted of cold rice noodles (yay!) and some vinegared julienned carrots and cucumbers and whatnot, and was topped with something I could only guess as being, possibly, marinated slices of brain. Or something tougher and darker with the appearance of a cross section of brain.
27 March
These ones aren’t so much mysterious as they are fascinating. I have a very big weak spot for convenience store snack cakes in any country I find myself in. I don’t necessarily like them (though I did develop a taste for Eti Pop Keks and Dan Keks in Turkey) and often I find them gaggingly repulsive but I still compulsively buy them. I’ve found ones filled with sweet bean paste and others smeared with what I thought was icing but which turned out to be a thick layer of sweetened margarine. Today I bought three new cakes from the C shop (the one with the tomato logo): a triangle of chocolate layer cake, a haw fruit cheese cake and some sort of green tea flavoured sweet bread with either icing or margarine inside. I have yet to determine their edibility.
ETA This was basically a soft pink mound of mildly red-fruit scented cake with no sign of cheese nor any indication of Haw fruit. It tasted like a cupcake served at a very girly 5 year old’s birthday party, minus the Duncan Hines frosting.
ETA This one is still sitting on the kitchen table. I’m not quite ready to eat it. It looks like a green swiss roll pumped full of margarine. I’m afraid. I really am.
ETA Next day- I ate it. It tasted like grass, or maybe spirulina powder, baked into a spongey roll and filled with very very petroleum-product-based white icing. I can’t say I’d do it again.




