Monday, July 12, 2010

Day 4: Foods of the World

Cranberry juice tastes bittersweet, like crabapples. The pack was mysteriously open when I got to it. I had horrible visions of homeless people wandering through a supermarket taking sips from various containers and putting them back on the shelf. Fortunately it was not a hobo, but a flatmate who had tired of his own weird drinks who had dilapidated my beverage.

Tea today was a grainy, oily blend that tasted like someone's nose. The name is unreadable.

I have never much cared for seafood, so what prompted me to buy not one but two packs of shrimp-flavoured crackers is beyond me. The smell was overpowering, the taste unassuming.







Coffee sometimes comes in a can. I purchased this can on the assumption that it was coffee. It turned out to be coffee, and I was happy. Despite the large 'x2' at the bottom, it was only one coffee, and there didn't appear to be anything else, or two of anything else, inside.





From the oriental to the occidental, Oreos are an American biscuit/cookie with some kind of confection inside. They were unsurprising in taste, but small in size. They vanished into my gaping maw in the twinkling of an eye.

Dinner brought me to a North African restaurant on Albert St. Brody and I had couscous and lamb (meat)balls respectively, and peppermint tea and dukkah collectively. The dukkah, shown here, was essentially bread dipped in oil dipped in ground-up nutty and seasony things. It was very good, as was the tea, which had—if my palate has not been destroyed by years of soda and sandwiches—honey in it.



I imparted upon my stomach a final indignity of this unholy trifecta. The Korean mango drink had most certainly been sweetened.
The globule of grey had beans in it; they were somewhere in the bean scale between coffee beans and extremely dark peas, which aren't beans at all, which says something about my confidence in this as a food product.
The 50-50 Maska Chaska pack bore the subtitle,"TASTY - TASTY BISCUITS". This was approximately 25% correct. They were crackers with green things in them that I could not pick from the 25 ingredients. They were not Milk Powder (From Cow &/Or Buffalo) or Bacterial Protease. I hope, for all our sakes, that bacteria has not developed to the point of professional teasing, but if they were doing so in these crackers, they were extremely casual about it.

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