Deadly delights of fugu
In keeping with the national pastime of going over the edge with a
simple idea - think of sumo wrestling and the Tokyo Shock Boys - the
Land of the Rising Sun has given the world the fugu fish. Where most
countries would think of a poisonous fish as best left alone, the
Japanese call it a delicacy. Moreover, they are prepared to shell out
big bucks for it.
The fugu fish - sometimes known as the puffer fish, globefish or, in
simple fishing parlance, the 'blowie' - has over 100 different types
worldwide, and they're all as poisonous as hell. For instance, the/fugu
rubripes/ (the species most served up as dinner fare) is 1250 times more
deadly than cyanide, and the toxin found in an average fugu fish can
kill up to 30 adults.
Theoretically, death from fugu consumption should not occur. Chefs
undergo a rigorous and lengthy apprenticeship before they can slice and
dice this particular sashimi, but despite these precautions, some deaths
still occur. This hasn't stopped fugu connoisseurs from playing Russian
roulette; in fact, it only seems to add to the frisson.
To the squeamish or the reasonably cautious, eating fugu (at any
price) is an inexplicable and slightly perverse attraction. It's not as
if the Japanese themselves have underestimated the potentially morbid
effects of fugu: one particularly blunt senryu verse goes, 'Last night
he and I ate fugu; today I help carry his coffin'.
Some say the delicate chickeny flavour is the main attraction; others
insist that fugu testes in a glass of hot sake is the best aphrodisiac
in town; others are partial to the warm tingling and slight numbing of
the lips (the pleasant symptoms of systemic paralysis and ensuing
respiratory failure); but without a doubt the biggest thrill is the
conspicuous hubris of the event, the showy risk-taking that involves so
much for so little.
It's bungee jumping for the indoorsy type; really, who cares what it
tastes like as long as you live to tell the tale.
These days the fish are cultivated on farms and sold at Haedomari
Market in Shimonoseki for up to $140 per fish. By the time it reaches
your table, you can be paying upward of $200 for the privilege of
surviving the ordeal.
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