There are three things that I always do when I go to foreign countries. Firstly, I go to a supermarket and get food and eat in hotel room. Secondly, I go to McDonald's. Lastly, I go to Japanese restaurant. That's all.
The reason I go to a supermarket is you can understand the level of the normal diet in the country. If you have three or four people, it is fun to eat daily food and drink beer in hotel room.
When I went to Italy, because it was my husband's birth month, I got wine made in the year he was born and drank it with other members. I was impressed with the variety of wine stocked in the small liquor store in Italy.
The reason I go to McDonald's is you can know subtle difference between burgers as the menu and the recipe is same in the world. For example, there are abundant varieties of menu of chicken in Hong Kong. Cheese burger was astoundingly delicious in Milan. Pickles were awfully big in Moscow. Different countries must have different burgers.
Lastly I go to Japanese restaurant. This is good chance to know how Japanese dishes are cooked in the country. Even in Japan, I am often surprised to know the way they eat. As an essayist, I cannot miss the chance to know how it is like in foreign countries. (本多)
There are three things to do when I go abroad. The first thing is to stroll in a supermarket to buy some local food to dine in my hotel room. The second thing is to drop in McDonald’s if I could find one. The last thing is to visit a Japanese restaurant, if any, at least once.
I stroll in a supermarket to know the level of food of a country. If I am with a few people, it is a great pleasure to enjoy delicatessen of the country and beer in my hotel room.
When I went to Italy, as it was birth month of my husband, I enjoyed wine with people who went with me. It was worth praising that a small liquor shop in this country had a wine produced thirty-odd years ago
I drop in McDonald’s to find and enjoy subtle difference in taste because menu and way of cooking are unified globally in this fast-food chain. In Hong Kong, I enjoyed foods of chicken, and cheeseburger in Milan was fabulous. In the Moscow restaurant, I was surprised to see big pickles. The foods have their characteristics even in McDonald’s.
It is a great pleasure to visit a Japanese restaurant to see how Japanese food is thought of and enjoyed in a foreign country. Even in Japan, I am often intrigued and say “Really? Is this a way of cooking food?” How are the cases out of Japan? As an essayist, I can’t miss such great opportunities.