In America, my husband was fascinated by the supermarket in Walmart. Well, my dad said, “If you like that so much, let’s go to Central Market!”
Central Market is an upscale food store. It’s actually a subsidiary of the HEB grocery store chain (a regular supermarket–not upscale.) There are only nine Central Markets in the world…and I think all of them are probably in wealthy neighborhoods. This is NOT my parents’ regular supermarket! They are not foodies.
Ooooooh, looky!!!! Japanese radish!!!!
Lots of really interesting vegetables and so on. My husband said to my dad, “I could spend three hours here.” To which my dad was probably thinking “Oh no…” But actually said, “I’ll go in the coffee shop and wait.”
Asian pears!!!!!! I have a couple of those in my kitchen right now
Lots of tea…I brought back some for my Japanese teachers.
See all the varieties?
My husband is on a chia seed thing. I think everybody is?????
My husband and I wanted all the pickles. American pickles are delicious.
I wanted the salsa!!!!!!!
Dried squid! My husband’s father always feeds this to the cat, and my husband tells him not to do that because it is bad for the cat.
I bought these for my husband’s parents. I have no idea if it tastes good. It is kind of hard to get regional “omiyage” in America…it’s not like Japan where every single town and region has their own specialty.
The best way to eat soba noodles is with spaghetti sauce. (joke)
I hated soba when I first came to Japan. I found it very bland. All and I mean ALL Japanese love it. It’s like their macaroni and cheese. A comfort food.
More Texas chocolatey stuff…You can tell these photos are not in any particular order.
I can buy taco shells here in Fukushima City at our international store. But I can’t get BLUE taco shells!!! Lucky Americans.
Huge Hagen Dazs….I have never seen such a big thing of Hagen Dazs in Japan. I should have put my hand next to it for scale. It’s really big.
Cheese…This cheese section went on and on and on….
And on and on and on….
I don’t even know what this is a photo of.
Sushi!!!!!!!!!!! (Yes, I take a photo of the sushi in every store we step in.)
Yep, three cheers for living high off the hog in Texas!!!!!!