Ugh. One of the only times I had to run to the bathroom to throw up while at a restaurant was after eating something called scungilli (or something like that). It was basically spaghetti with conch. It was horrific, and I kept trying to gag it down, because I was a teenager and a friend's mom had taken us out to a fancy dinner, but I just hit a threshold and one of the bites just wouldn't go down. It was very embarrassing.
On another note, one of the only other times it's happened was just a few weeks ago with natto sushi. Sometimes I like natto, and the first one was good, but the second one, well, it had been siting too long so the nato snot softened the nori and made it really rubbery, so it the whole thing was like rubbery snot, and I had put the entire thing in my mouth, and it just wouldn't break apart with the chewing - I had to do instant self hypnosis to get it down. (Along with an entire cup of iced matcha.)
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Ugh. One of the only times I had to run to the bathroom to throw up while at a restaurant was after eating something called scungilli (or something like that). It was basically spaghetti with conch. It was horrific, and I kept trying to gag it down, because I was a teenager and a friend's mom had taken us out to a fancy dinner, but I just hit a threshold and one of the bites just wouldn't go down. It was very embarrassing.
On another note, one of the only other times it's happened was just a few weeks ago with natto sushi. Sometimes I like natto, and the first one was good, but the second one, well, it had been siting too long so the nato snot softened the nori and made it really rubbery, so it the whole thing was like rubbery snot, and I had put the entire thing in my mouth, and it just wouldn't break apart with the chewing - I had to do instant self hypnosis to get it down. (Along with an entire cup of iced matcha.)
...oops, I meant urchin, not conch. I'm not sure about conch, but the natto sounds nasty.
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