Germany’s Asian population is lacking compared to America, so I was surprised to see a lot of Asian restaurants here. Fast food Asian joints are all over the cities, as are Asian restaurants and sushi bars. I’ve always looked at them with a bit of trepidation. As I and another Vietnamese exchange student put it,
But hunger calls, and fast food is fast, so my host family ended up stopping by a fast food Asian restaurant.
And you know what? It wasn’t that bad.
Mind, I think I may be in Asian-food-withdrawal. When my host sister asked me what I wanted, all I could say was
So I ended up getting a plate of fried rice. A large plate of fried rice.
And I ate the whole thing. Despite the fact that….
Also, I freaked out over the chopsticks. Which also freaked out my host parents.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m in love with German food. And German bread is definitely, most certainly, a worthy replacement for rice in my daily diet. But I’m Asian. I miss rice. It’s in my blood.
The best part is, I’m going to miss German bread when I get to America. Well, you can’t have everything, can you?