Japanese Food: Natto | |||
Natto is a foul-smelling sticky web of fermented soybeans typically served with a Japanese breakfast. The smell will make you crazy, and the food will make you strong. That's that some Japanese folks believe. It's like the Japanese vegemite perhaps, or gizzards - a food noxious to foreigners (and many locals) that many natives get a kick of brandishing about. "Real Japanese eat Natto" or "Natto is real Japanese food" I've heard from a bus driver, and various people eating alongside me in rural restaurants.
Travelling in Akita, during a mealtime I would be happily chomping away on some foodstuff and a local would remark that I seemed to enjoy Japanese food. I would say, yes, I like all of it. Invariably they ask, "EVEN NATTO?" Natto resembles bits of hardened fox feces anchored in snot. It's really unusual to eat, especially with chopsticks, though I can't imagine eating it with a fork or spoon. I spend much energy trying to disengage a series of endless threads hanging between the bowl and my mouth. The flavor is strong like the smell. At first I needed lots of soy sauce, spicy mustard, rice and miso soup to get it down. I'm weaning myself off the condiments. And from what I read, it really is healthy. Loads of vitamins, good for the bloodstream and the bones. Japanese people do live a long time, and they smoke and drink and ingest caffiene to beat the band. A regular bunch of dehydrated people they would seem to be, eating this foul smelling snot. I first tried natto at a Tokyo Denny's, after staying up all night at Gas Panic and being headbutted by some yayhoo.
I started eating natto regular when I was staying at semi-rural ryokan and onsens. These places serve a Japanese breakfast of rice, miso, grilled fish, pickled vegetables, seaweed, raw egg, and natto. Maybe it's my grandparents getting to me, maybe it's the fact that I'm hungry most of the time, but I try to clean my plate. Now I don't mind natto. I enjoy the eating challenge. So it is especially funny when Japanese people make a big deal about it. In February 2002 I stayed at a ryokan; they called me in my room after 9pm to ask me if it was okay to serve natto with my breakfast. Whoo-ee!
Natto Links: (February 2002)
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