June 19, 2007
Get Used to it
The other night I made a scrumptious helping of sauteed pork, salad, and egg all over white rice. I sat down to eat it, congratulating myself on my feat. When I dove in to my second helping, it occurred to me that without even thinking about it I'd cracked open a raw egg on the top.
Three years ago I'd have approached such an idea with trepidation if not downright horror. Now I'm apparently so used to it I can do it without even realizing it might seem distastefully strange to others from back home. It's amazing what a little time in another country will do for your sense of what is foreign.