This weekend my husband and I were supposed to dine with friends at PFChang's, but when we found out the wait was 1hr45min we decided to find something else. So we ventured to a place a friend had tried. In spite of my notorious ability to have bad food experiences, I felt like I needed an entree that was out of the ordinary. So, I chose a Korean noodle soup.
Now, I do not recall exactly what the menu said was in the soup, but clearly since I ordered it it must have sounded appealing on some level. I am sure that what I got was not what I thought I had ordered. I was not opposed to the chicken, scallops, shrimp, or noodles. What I did have an issue with was that my soup looked like some synchronized swimming team gone awry.
I have had fried calamari and, on occasion, enjoyed it though it tends to be rather rubbery. But these were whole squid without heads. Little purple, 1-1/2 inch tall, bite-size (UGH!) squid that might have been "cute" in any other situation. The legs were curled outward as though they had been plucked from the sea mid-swim. And one in particular had six normal sized tentacles then two very lax tentacles that hung about three inches long. I'm not sure why he was that way. Maybe they were stretched out as he hung on for dear life to the nearest rock as the fishermen tried to deliver him to his unfortuate end.
So, a moment of silence for those poor squid that gave their lives that I might have dinner....which I am sad to admit, I did not finish.
3 comments:
Ooh, gross! I don't think I could have eaten that. Yucky.
Nor could I. I don't like any meat-type product that looks like it did when alive. I like meat but don't like to be reminded that it was once alive. A friend's husband likes to capitalize on this particular characteristic I have.
LOVE PFChangs, tho!
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