It's Greek To Me

Day 145: My cupboards are rapidly filling with containers bearing labels I cannot read at first glance. While I'm not likely to mistake lye water for sesame oil, confusing black vinegar with dark soy sauce could be done if the light was too dim to make out the small-print English. Noodles and mushrooms are self-explanatory, even if the primary instructions for their preparation are incomprehensible, written in Chinese, Japanese and Korean. It's all Greek to me! I've gone as "authentic" as it's possible to go for a Westerner, and I have to say my digestion is grateful for the change from the heavy, starchy foods even if I'm not cooking Chinese every day.