I wouldn’t exactly say that we here in Norway are spoiled when it comes to beef, or food in general for that matter. That is why we went totally berserk on the food front when we were in Japan, and, besides the hours completing the marathon, where I did not manage any intake at all, I think I was more or less stuffed the whole time. To sum it up, the Japanese knows food!
We did, however, save the best for last, namely the Kobe beef, known for being the most tender beef of them all, and it certainly felt like that. It was, of course, not the cheapest thing to buy, I would guess it had a kilo price equivalent to…. let’s say gold, but, man, it was worth it… I could actually go back to Japan just for another bite.