Super 88 scares her
Jennifer finally checks out the Super 88 Asian market and food court on Comm. Ave. Big mistake, she says, recounting cooked ducks with heads on, boneless chicken claws, live eels and rotting-corpse-like durian fruit:
... It was just a notch above the infamous singed sheep's head of Icelandic fame.
And soon I was running scared.
I like to think of myself as open-minded... I am adventurous...but these are the things of nightmares...if it still has a face on it, moves, or reminds me of what I am eating, I don't normally like to stick around and ingest it. ...






here here!
I cannot for the life of me understand why people like that place! It reeks, offers lovely culinary items such as dried-whole-smelts-and-peanuts trailmix, not to mention the live fish writhing around in dirty, overcrowded tanks in the back of the market. Mmm..pass.