Sometimes You Just Have To Try It

Last night I went here for dinner.  This is a Japanese-style pub called Izakaya Taiko, like the Taiko drums.  Standing out front of this restaurant is this giant tanuki.  I like this tanuki even better than the one I bought, partially because he doesn't appear to have an old man mustache and partly because he's nearly as tall as me.  If I could bring him home, I certainly would.

My closest friend here in Omura happens to be the cousin of the owner of this business.  However, neither of them resemble a tanuki in any way that I am aware of, except for that my friend sometimes wears a hat.

If you ever have a chance to visit Omura, I would highly recommend drinking and dining at this particular establishment.  The food was incredible and the staff and owner were all very nice, and I got the opportunity to try several things that I have never tried before.

For example, I ate this horse.

So majestic, so magical, so delicious.

Oh yeah, did I mention it was raw horse?  I probably should have given a warning before showing the picture.  But if you've never thought about eating horse before, you should start thinking about it.

Also, I ate this "takowasa," which is raw octopus mixed with spicy wasabi.  Also, delicious.

And we dined on fine "sashimi" which is commonly (mistakenly) referred to as "sushi" in the states.  Sushi, you see, usually has rice and or dried seaweed attached in some manner.  Sashimi is just raw fish, delicately sliced.

And yes, that's potato salad in the eye-shaped bowl on the right.

After all of that plus much more, we rolled ourselves to Snack Albatross, which had a significantly different atmosphere from Snack Rinka, Snack Boo, and Snack Funny.  We hung out there until the wee hours of the morning, and then I walked back to my apartment.  What a night!  I would totally do that again.

Now on a final note, I hope to see you all in Orlando this coming week.  Yes, THE Orlando, in THE Florida.  That's where I'm headed bright and early tomorrow morning.  When I'll return, nobody knows.  Except the itinerary says I have a flight book for the following Saturday morning.