How I ate mushrooms.
So I mentioned I ate mushrooms while in China. I will share that story.
The last weekend I was there, my host professor invited me for dinner with his family. We drove to the restaurant, which was an old mansion. These buildings are fairly rare in Beijing, as most were destroyed during the cultural revolution. Upstairs is museum quality furniture, tapestries and paintings and downstairs is the dining area. All the waitstaff is dressed as servants throughout the Chinese dynesties in embroidered silk, elaborate headresses, makeup and odd shoes. The wife would tell me the Ming, Zhu, Qing dynasty outfits.
Along one wall of the restaurant was a stage. There was an hour long performance of trditional chinese opera, firebreathers, acrobats and other performers. Dinner was served in many courses. I couldn't identify them, but they were all delicious. There were scallops, bacon and some grey tofu galic paste which looked awful and tasted divine, dumplings, sweet peas, stuffed dates, spare ribs, pumpkin soup-served in a pumpkin and about a dozen other plates. Then the second soup came-A big tureen of mushroom soup with some extra mushrooms. I eyeballed it and ignored it. The wife served us all a nice bowl of soup. (Everthing except the soup we we take off communial dishes).
I looked at the soup swimming with mushrooms. Now I'm not allergic or anything. I just really, really dislike them. They make me gag. I remember having something that was cooked with a can of mushroom soup and tasted evil icky mushrooms on my burps for the rest of the day and feeling all gaggy.
Up at the front of the stage a 6 year old girl was contorted into into this odd postion and balancing a dozen lighted candlesticks off her feet, hands, mouth and forehead. I figure I could handle the mushrooms. The soup was very hot and the broth was tasty, which helped. I swallowed the small bits whole. I drank wine with the large bits. I smiled. I got the strongest tasting food I could find and I finished every single drop. I was a little worried that it might make me actually ill(which would be so embarrasing), but I made it through with no problems. The rest of the meal was utterly wonderful.
And that is the story of Bob eating mushrooms

23 Comments:
Bob is brave. Lasann used to disguise her peas in mashed potatoes and swallow whole. If there were no mashed potatoes I developed a sensative gag reflex which produced results.
If, for instance, Lasann was in China would it cause an international incident if I didn't eat anything? Or would the gag reflex and resulting results be more appropriate?
Very good for Bob. *claps*
Ewww! *shudder*
Sounds like ancient Chinese torture! *grin*
How nice that you sacrificed your taste buds to be the polite guest.
So Bob about these black socks of yours....
Do you wear them with sandals as well?
I was going to call you brave, but I see Lasann beat me to it. That was a moving story of persistence and determination. I was moved to tears. Almost.
FTR - I just substituted "mayo" for the word mushroom while reading your post.
*shudder*
You truly *ARE* brave!
So, have you had any mushrooms since then?
Dear God no, those things are vile!
It's been raining so much here, that we have mushrooms in our lawn.
Bob - you swallowed it and took it. Good job!
*snort*
Sonya, is that code?
Bwahahahaha!!!!!
Sonya took my comment, more or less.
I love Chinese Opera music, especially when there's lots of gongs.
You did better than Bush the Elder. Remember when they fed him mushrooms in Japan and then he vomited on the Premier of Japan and fainted? You should be a diplomat Bob - able to eat gross, slimey things for your country. I mean my country. Whatever.
Yay! Finally someone is providing smut for Bob's blog! Thanks, Sonya!
*ignoring the smut fest my lovely blog has become*
I'm not sure that there is an "eating gross things for your country category" in diplomacy, but maybe I should look into that if my research continues to suck.
I am perfecting my mushroom paté recipe for your visit.
Oh, and Dominic uttered the following gem on Sunday:
"C'est pas bon, le mushroom."
(I really am not making this up.)
LOL @ Dominou
Good for you, Bob. I'm very impressed that you put politeness to your hosts above your tummy. I will show this to DH and tell him that he has to eat the weird stuff at Dad's at Easter. There's bound to be something weird there. There always is.
In your place, he wouldn't have eaten anything. No, really. I have been known to pack a meal "for the kids" with enough for him in it. Or bring an extra side dish or something. He's so picky.
Can someone please translate Dominou's mushroom comment? This Non-Canadian doesn't do French.
"C'est pas bon, le mushroom"
"Mushrooms are not good"
The French word for mushroom is "champignon". Which makes that just that much cuter.
Which reminds me of 2nd Year French Grammar. When we took up the assignments, the prof would declare whoever had put forth the best effort "le champion" (the champion). The one girl in the front row was always the 'champion'. Having once gotten several answers wrong in class, one of my friends dubbed himself "le champignon". We found that really funny at the time.
[/lame humour]
Ignorant American question. Do any of you speak French at home, like more than English? Just wondering.
Even though I dispise mushrooms, I would have tried the soup. Not sure if I would have been able to try something like eel or octopus. Or anything slimey.
Sounds like a terrific restaurant. What a great experience for you.
Lasann, Sneezy and Coco are both bilingual. Coco's husband speaks French as a first language, but is also bilungual (more so now, than when they met). As far, as I know, Coco is the only one in blogland who speaks French mostly at home.
I took grade 12 French, but do not speak french.
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