Let us take a look at some of the comestible goods which followed us home from the Big City to the West. In addition to the Large Market, we also visited an Asian grocery store and a couple of stores selling Japanese goods, so a bit of the resulting haul is a bit “theme-y”.
The human male is a fan of All Things Ginger and has a special fondness for ginger beer. He found two sorts he hadn’t tried, and I urged him to purchase them.
He has pronounced the lemon-lime one “horrible” (Ehehehehe! I could have told him that) and the other “okay, but not as good as my favorite one.”
What were those spices they brought home again?
Oh, now I remember. The Ras El Hanout is to replace the jar of Ras El Hanout they bought but didn’t like, which was to replace the empty jar of the Ras El Hanout that they liked a lot, but which I have made certain is no longer being manufactured.
The other jar holds Carolina Reaper pepper powder. I foresee some quality mischief of a capsacious nature in my future.
The human female is, I see, still incapable of leaving the Large Market without a quantity of gummy
The way she plows through those things, they are sure end up on the CITES list before the year is out. If conservationists managed to breed them and increase their numbers during the period in which she was confined to town by the pandemic, they are about to lose what little progress was made.
This little bun-oid object game from the Asian grocrey.
It is certainly wrapped up in a fancy manner. (poke, poke, poke) What do you suppose is inside, Sigyn?
There is a filling of some sort. Any ideas?
It looks like a fossilized egg yolk, but the human female says it is lotus seed paste. Sigyn is keen to taste it.
That good, eh? (nibble nibble) It’s all right, but I think I prefer sweet red beany goo as a filling.
Great Frigga’s Hairpins! What is this…thing? I didn’t see her slip this in the basket! And she’s planning to eat it for breakfast?!
It’s… It’s staring at us.
The label on the back says, “Anpanman.” Human female, look that up and see if this is even safe to eat.
Ah. Apparently “anpan” refers to a bun filled with sweet beany goo, and there is a comic character whose head is one.
Wait. Sweet beany goo? Dare I hope?
!!!! Anpanman, I think I love you.