May 25th, 2012
My mother introduced us to Samurai Takoyaki balls a decade ago. To a little kid, it smelled funny and it tasted funky. Back then, there is a long list of food I don’t eat but that list had dwindled to a few. I eat almost anything now. Just don’t make me eat bugs and durian. My sister loves takoyaki and I have come to like it a few years back and each time I eat it, I become accustomed to the taste that I crave for it occasionally. Just this week, I had it on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. I must say that after all these years, the takoyaki still tastes and smells as funky as it was a decade ago. And I love it.