Umm.
Remind me on our next trip to Hakodate, Japan to bring my Speed Racer lunchbox and pack my own snacks.
Admit it. When no one was looking we have all nibbled on pizza that we almost stepped on behind the Frat House sofa two days after the Spring Formal. “The sun kept it warm…there’s no germs.” We have all pushed the “5 Second Rule” past double digits because it was the last hot dog. And we have all eaten a bug because we didn’t keep out mouth shut while rolling down a hill on our Big Wheel.
I’m still holding a little grudge against Japan for unleashing Hello Kitty on us in 1976, so thank you, but I’m going to have to pass on the latest Japanese delicacy. The Dancing Squid Bowl is all the rage right now. This little nasty niblet falls somewhere on the Gourmet Chart between DanCool and DanGagReflex, but has to be seen to be truly appreciated.
For those of you about to take your Pre-Med or NASM finals, let me break it down before you black out.
PETA, take note. The Squid is not alive. So no one needs to get all Save the Whales on me for posting. Since your dinner is pretty fresh, there are unused ATP molecules stored in the intact cells thus allowing the bio machinery to still do some dancing.
Instead of a finger snapping Broadway 5..6..7..8 countdown, all your dinner needs is a splash of soy sauce and…wait for it…BAM! Dancing Squid in yo’ face. And off your plate if you don’t catch him. See what not skipping High School Bio gets you kids? Stay in school, and don’t do drugs.
Totally play with your food, though.
