It's Deliciously Misunderstood
I love to be able to stuff my face and no one can say anything. You're SUPPOSED to pop it in whole.
I love feeling the medley of textures and tastes...it's like a massage of the tongue. Salty, sweet, refreshing, spicy, crispy, soft, chewy, wonderful. I love that after all these years, i am filled with memories of struggling with chopsticks. Then, one day, I could DO it and I could not for the life of me figure out what changed.
For those who say "i don't eat raw things" I have one thing to say to you:
More for me.