So, it is the blowfish season and I got this sent from my relative in Yamaguchi prefecture, relatively south part of Japan.

It is supposed to be preciously delicious that you supposed to risk your life to eat them. Yes. We do hear the occasional news about the redneck wanna be fisher dude scoring the blowfish, decide to go wild by fuck up cutting them and ends up killing his family.

And…you know what? It doesn’t taste that precious. It’s one of those things like, “Free Jazz”, “Avant Art” or “100 year old wine” that you are supposed to understand, but don’t.

You pretty much need to dip into the vinegarish soy source, otherwise it has no taste whatsoever.

If the price of foods were only decided by how good it taste, a banana would be pricier than the blowfish.

Having to said it, I am about to eat the blowfish.

If I am not here to talk shit tomorrow, you can suppose I am dead by then.

Bye world.