When I was a kid, my family had a close relationship with our Vietnamese neighbors. They were our best friends until my family moved even deeper into the suburbs and lost contact. One of my fondest memories of them was hanging out in their house eating Vietnamese food. Some of my favorite delectable treats were these crunchy, curly, eggy kind of things. I always thought they were so tasty and I would crunch on them all of the time. I always thought, man, I wish my parents would shop at the store with the crazy drawing name (Vietnamese characters). Vietnamese food is the bomb!
When I got to college, I learned I was eating uncooked Ramen noodles.