A Kiss to Remember

I have always considered myself to be adventurous. I'm willing to try almost anything and love to be able to say that I've at least tried it. Joseph, the professor who was my host while I was in Busan, had a great time trying to see how far he could push me. He wanted to see how adventurous I truly was as each meal (about every 2 hours) was like a new episode of fear factor. I can now say that I have eaten whale and I can now admit that it wasn't my favorite. A bit too blubbery and chewy for my taste. Joseph took me out for raw fish, which I like. However, I must explain that there is a difference between Japanese raw fish and Korean raw fish. In Korea, they kill it and then bring it to your table. This means that it is still moving because the nerve endings have not figured out that death has beckoned. At one meal, I ate some kind of octopus-like fish that had tenacles and as it squirmed around in my mouth, the suction cups attached to the inside of my check. A new way to have some non-commital lip action.