In between the multiple emails I get about the stupid-assed Cookie Diet and the weird-assed Pimple Blocker Battle events, I occasionally get emails asking me whatever happened to my Lick the Produce entries where I'd try new fruits and vegetables. Well, the produce section done been licked, y'all. The Kroger is bathed in my saliva. But, since you seem to like my tongue-based adventures I decided to drive across town for new material and visit Saraga, the international grocery.
Saraga is cold and quiet. The cashiers wear mittens and coats in the winter. An unsettling quiet blankets the store because no music is piped over the speaker system. I don't know if they can't afford a PA system, or if they don't want to play music from any one nationality for fear of alienating another culture. I suspect it's because they're cheap.
It's more fun to look at the items at Saraga than to actually eat them, especially after reading these reviews about how dirty and unclean the store is and how they allegedly rip people off and switch labels on items. I do wonder how long the items had been sitting on the shelf. How much pocky can they really sell in a week? And how frequently do chayote shipments come in?
Saraga isn't close to my apartment, and it's located in a somewhat sketchy part of town, so I don't visit there often. I usually want to leave about 10 minutes after I do because of the cold and the quiet and the creepy food, like the Bulgogi above which looks like it crawled out of the primordial ooze and is about to gain self-awareness. Reading the description of bulgogi on Wikipedia makes it sound tasty, but my eyes can't get over how gross it looks.
I searched for the corn and cheese flavored ice cream I saw there last year, but couldn't find it. Which means someone actually bought it. I can only hope that like me, they were a blogger searching for material. I bought two weird fruits to review...and then I let them sit in my fridge for over a week. Spiky fruits are scary, ok?! So, you'll have to wait a bit longer for any new "Lick the Produce" entries.
Out of curiosity, I also purchased two of the bean cakes pictured above, expecting a pastry made with red beans to be one of those items I chewed three times and then spit into the trash as a masticated ball of goo. Imagine my surprise when it was tasty! Really tasty! Proving once again that if you inject something with enough sugar, I will probably eat it.
Visiting Saraga made me wonder what American foods seem odd and gross to foreigners. Whatever they are, they can't possibly sound as bizarre as fish paste.
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