me no eat raw meat

I’ve always thought I could eat anything, if not, everything. This humble thought was proved wrong when I went with Yuhei for Korean BBQ last night. Yuhei had a craving for Korean BBQ and insisted we try the restaurant near his home. The one at the end of Jln. Alor, beside 7-11, which I don’t remember the name. So I thought, okay lah, they don’t call it BBQ if they’re not gonna cook it right!

Yuhei ordered some ox tongue, and some raw beef. Ox tongue, yes, to be barbecued. But the raw beef is, well, raw! Sliced beef mixed in lemon, some pears…. And just eat it like that! Red, bloody and RAW! I even asked Yuhei, “can i cook this?” He said no. It’s meant to be eaten raw. I only fed myself with white rice. And was still starving after so-called ‘dinner’.

uuurrrgghhhhh!

So, I decided to probably tapau wantan mee to go. Poor me. Posh restaurant with ‘posh’ food and I can’t even bear to look at the food. Not to say swallow!

You see, I consider myself ‘civilised’. Why eat raw meat when we’ve already discovered fire ages and ages ago? What’s the point of going to a restaurant and eat raw meat? And pay them so much for not even cooking them! I don’t see the logic…

But Yuhei being Yuhei… Japanese. The Japanese could eat eels, octupus, whale, jelly-fish, salmon, and what’s not… All raw! I had so much trouble with my food when I was in Tokyo three years ago. The only thing I ate was hotel breakfast! Hams! Bacons! You know, ‘civilised-food’! I don’t even eat other parts of the animal, any animal when it comes to meat. Liver, tail, intestines, whatever… No, I don’t take that. Ew.

My godbrother, Ray, is always happy whenever he eats Bak-Kut-Teh with me. That’s because he gets to have all the ‘goodie’ parts. I only take pure meat. Not even the ones laden with fat, whatsoever. Yeah, I know, that’s the best part, that’s what they say. Ew.

So I guess, the conclusion is, I am picky and fussy in my food…??? Yes ah??? But I can eat with my hand… I am half-Peranakan ma….. Will that count?

What’s the verdict?