There were no diet programmes on the flight to Japan so 2-stone-heavier Mr Blog led Mrs Blog slowly through Narita airport.
Having read up a bit we were looking forward to new and strange foods, cultural differences, ancient traditions, a new alphabet and much, much more.
Food in Japan is a bit different to the food in Scotland.
Mr Blog has always been a fussy eater. The late Nana-Blog found this out when she poisoned a perfectly good apple pie by putting blackberries in it. A battle of wills ensued with Nana-Blog insisting that (the then five year old) Master-Blog would eat the uneaten slice of pie for his breakfast or his lunch or his next dinner. She lost.
The first Blog meal in Japan was in a restaurant on the 44th floor of an office block looking over the skyline. Beers and wines were brought and all looked good for our "Hokkaido style meal". The first plate arrived and our guide told us we were looking at raw shredded octopus, raw scallop, raw salmon and raw tuna. Mr Blog wondered if he would be threatened by a sumo-sized chef if he refused to eat it. Forced to starve or give in. With my extra two stone I figured I could hold out a couple of weeks.
Be it the charm of the people, the volume of the beer or the thought of the cost of the holiday... Mr Blog picked up his chopsticks.
It seems that if you dab a tiny amount of wasabi on raw fish then dip it in soy sauce it does something...quite amazing.
Mr Blog has joined the Japanese Food Culture Association as their UK representative.
(Nana-Blog never ate raw fish)
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