Of all the places I’ve ever lived, Tokyo is probably my favorite. Toilettes that clean your bum with water, trains that can take you anywhere in the city, a great healthcare system for foreigners living semi-permanently in the city, and conveyor belt sushi restaurants – what is not to like? The short answer: nothing. There are very few things I actually dislike about Japan. [For more, see: Things I hate about Japan: Chikan] But I miss food. Don’t get me wrong, Japanese food is delicious. I love Takoyaki, sushi, gyudon, and Japanese melon. I eat healthy all the time in Japan. No deep fat fried things, no greasy meats, no processed foods. No fries from McDonalds, no chicken burgers from Wendys, no chilidogs from Sonic. Basically, I’m healthy. And being healthy gets old. Fast. I miss foreign food. This is where food trucks come in. No joke, food trucks are my saving grace in Japan. As a result, I try to hit up as many foreign festivals (or just anything non-Japanese themed festivals) as I can. Food trucks give me real pizza. They give me falafel. They give me tacos. They give me pita bread. They give me happiness. Foreign food [...]
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