Word: fugues
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...ªpe at a street corner in Harajuku the next day equally eluded a coherent column arc. Despite, or perhaps because I wanted so desperately for my experience in Tokyo to fit neatly into pre-determined, necessarily punctuated storylines—the quest for the best ramen bar! My dangerous Fugu adventure!—my search turned up empty. Then came the nostalgic period. It started with the green tea bean jelly at the Roppongi Building in Tokyo Midtown. It continued with the lotus-seed bun at a local 7-Eleven and built right through the cow tongue before Karaoke...
Despite how many dead animals we pile onto our plates, we don't spend much eating time thinking about our own death. Sure, there's the rare sparring with fugu or fishing through a box of Sno-Caps at those Left Behind movies, but death-row inmates aside, most of us don't think much about our last meal...
...Mataki, who manned his position like a shopping mall Santa - it was straight to the food tables. There was the sushi counter catered by one of the finest restaurants in the capital. There was the grill manned by chefs who wielded steak knives like samurai. And there was the fugu - the poisonous blowfish delicacy that can cost your life if prepared incorrectly, and which can cost you $50 or more when ordered at a restaurant. I braved the fugu sashimi, cut in silicon-thin slices. It did not, as I expected, taste like death; it tasted more like record corporate...
...here still dream of joining the ranks of Sony or Canon or Toyota, just like Dad did. And why not? If you work hard enough - which is to say, put in 16-hour days for 30 years or so - you too could earn a place among the elite, eating fugu on the company dime. Being a salaryman is good, but being a salarymaster is better. And if you can't be one, the next best thing is to be on their guest list...
...poisoned by his brother who later married Valentin's mother. While the finale is inevitable - Valentin takes his mother, his uncle and his girlfriend (who has become a bit too insistent about getting married) to a final meal - its setting is not: a Japanese restaurant where he feeds them fugu, a fish that's filled with lethal toxins unless filleted perfectly. (The film version of the play, for which they wrote the screenplay, won the Best Film prize at the Rome Film Festival this year.) Not that any of the Presnyakovs' delicious plot twists are ever final, mind...