Quote by Callie Kazumi

“During his years in Japan, Ed has eaten many famous, cheap street food delicacies. Takoyaki, the golden batter opening to reveal tiny little suckered octopus tentacles. Natto----- slimy fermented soybeans which instantly made him gag, to the great amusement of Sayuri, who had tricked him into believing it was a delicious Japanese favorite. (It's not.) He even once tried shirako, dared by his colleagues on a night out after too many draft beers, the bowl of fish prostate reminiscent of fat white maggots. But none of these things had a full face and skeleton. So he looks away and shovels the bird into his mouth and begins to chew. The skull crunches so lightly between his teeth that he'd almost have missed it; the skin is delightfully crispy, like deep-fried chicken skin; and the soy sauce gives a sweet yet salty tang to the meat. "Tastes like liver," he says, going in for a second bite.”

Quote by Callie Kazumi