Tsukuba Monogatari: Eleventh post
I dashed into a Hot Spar (Tsukuba’s answer to 7-11) the other day to grab something for lunch on my way back from the bank. I grabbed what appeared to be a tonkatsu (breaded, fried pork cutlet) sandwich, feeling the need to sink my teeth into some meat. When I got back to my desk, I read what was written on the package, but could not believe that such a thing could be until I indeed sank my teeth into it – a kuroketto sando – a breaded, fried mashed potato sandwich. On white bread, no less.
I’m wondering if my company’s health insurance covers health conditions incurred in the line of duty. Specifically, I’m concerned about the possible long-term effects of a sudden infusion of white bread into one’s system. A prolonged stay in Japan, land of “pale toast” and mixu sando, could do irreparable damage to one’s cardiovascular system. Have you ever wondered, with thousands of restaurants and coffee shops turning out hundreds of mixed sandwiches every day, what they do with all the crusts?
“Croquette“: Courtesy of きうこ. Licensed under cc by-ND 2.0
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