Food. Here. Now.

I need to stop looking for food that I like from the States here in Japan. I need to stop complaining about the lack of cheese options and gluten-free cupcakes and beef noodles. I need to embrace all that is offered here and just...go with it.

I mean, take this amazing little number, for example. It's a flan on top of a flan! How much more meta can we get? An omelet inside an omelet? A burger inside a burger? A sandwich inside a sandwich?

Except what's brilliant about this is that...well, a sandwich is supposed to have something inside of it. So good for you if you were smart enough to stick a sandwich inside another sandwich. Or a burrito inside a burrito. Or a tamal inside a tamal.

But a flan as topping for a flan? That's just...mind-blowing. I mean, who thinks up stuff like this? What's next, ice cream as topping for ice cream? An okonomiyaki as topping for okonomiyaki?!

See, there are so many brilliant things like this in Japan—along with stuff like the more traditional kashi that I am just beginning to know—that I need to stop sulking about the lack of good wine in this country.

But you know, it does make me sad when things are marketed as being...whatever...and then they're jut not that good, as that thing as which they are marketed or as anything else. I'm not much concerned about authenticity, but man, eating really bad Pad Thai makes me more angry than if someone were to drive over my foot.