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It’s a great way to try out (in a safe dose!) all kinds of specialty items from different regions of Japan, and there are many. My 4-year-old son on more than one occasion managed to get his lunch by browsing through the food floor during this vacation. Sure, it would be nicer of you to actually buy their stuff after you taste them, but there have been quite a few expats that are FAMOUSLY KNOWN to circulate around various department stores to supplement their diet.
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Typically known as the “Food source floors,” you can literally fill yourself up with a variety of free food samples that vendors offer. TO EAT CHEAP – AND FREE… – go to any department stores’ “B1 or B2” floors. Another great thing about Japan: not only are you able to purchase alcohol from any Japanese convenience stores, but you can also ‘walk and drink’ on the streets openly at any hours of the day. You can buy all sorts of Asian-styled breads and buns in their tasty best (try ‘An-Pan’, which is a bread bun filled with Azuki bean sweet paste), as well as suspiciously tasty chicken kara-age (Japanese styled battered fried chicken). There, you can find everything from a lovely “Mont Blanc Cake” with sweet chestnut paste, to Onigiri, a triangular-shaped rice cake with a variety of savory fillings wrapped in nori seaweed paper (grilled salmon and tuna may be the most familiar, while pickled plum (umeboshi) and konbu seaweed filling might be a bit more exotic). Mmmm mm!ĭON’T DISS CONVENIENCE STORES IN JAPAN – I’m sorry to say but Seven Elevens of North America should be considered as a food hazard compared to the foodstuff you get at Japanese convenience stores. They are cheap and delicious, and for extra authentic experience, try them at a train station, shamelessly slurp away at the noodles. There are many varieties and, like Takoyaki, many vendors have their own secret recipes for both the noodles and soups.
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I know the description sounds strange, but I have not met too many foreigners disliking this lovely dish! Over the years many street vendors have concocted their own original variation of takoyaki and accomopanying sauces, so it was exceptionally fun tasting many different flavors of takoyaki from various vendors.ĭO EAT RAMEN NOODLES – this is a “Chinese-styled wheat noodles in soup with various toppings” but served in miso or soy sauce based soup, it’s a definitive Japanese dish.
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It has chopped octopus, pickled ginger, pieces of fried tempura batter, and sprinkles of nori and eaten with mayonnaise and special sauce that is similar to Worcheshire. When they took them off this land and forced them to be a ward of the government, which is what happened for those who went into social housing, you took their dignity from them.I’ve returned home less than 24 hours ago from a 2-week vacation in Japan and Singapore! I thought I’d take this opportunity to randomly introduce you to some weird and wonderful delicacies, as well as share with you some tidbits on how and where to enjoy them:ĭO EAT TAKOYAKI – translates to “grilled octopus”, it’s a savory pancake-like “balls” often infused with delicious dashi stock, cooked in a special half-spherical iron grill. They were trying to create a community that the government wasn’t willing for them to have. They might not have had a lot of money, but they weren’t on government assistance. “When people of Africville were here, they were self‐sufficient. Many residents found it difficult to adjust to their new lives. To make matters worse, the City of Halifax dismantled the support structures intended to assist former residents only three years after relocation began. What really bothered me – she didn’t even know where she was going.
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The worker said: “I remember this woman because she was between me and the driver and she cried all the way into the city because she didn’t want to leave, didn’t know why they were making her leave. She told me about a City worker who had helped move an old woman out of her home in a garbage truck. I spoke to Sunday Miller, the former Executive Director of the Africville Heritage and Trust, about how hard the relocation was for many residents.