Neru Neru Neru Ne

I recently came across this post about a complex DIY Japanese sweet. I mentioned it to Eriko, and today a package arrived!

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English instructions.



Just look at it!



Why there is a need for English instructions.



Kit contents.



Powder packet 1 + water into the round hole in the tray: green goo.



Packet 2 foamed up furiously.



After mixing, at this stage multi part epoxy adhesives come to mind.



Packet 3, not convinced I've followed the procedure correctly.



Slowly lifting the straw. Magically a pink sheet of chemical is formed!



As you lift, the powder rolls down the sheet and comes into contact with the goo – where it hardens. Genius, does the producer have a vast R&D team?



Yes.



Mixing the sheet with the foam.



Itadakimasu! Looks like cuckoo spit, tastes like sweet acid rain.



Enough for three doses.



Less complex this time.



This one's beer inspired.





Only two components, already a slight let down.



Accurate filling.



In goes the powder; there's no real explosion of beer suds.



Looks fairly authentic but the head is smaller than implied by the packet. Taste? Berocca.



That's more like it!



HAPPY!





Three sachets and a spoon, good.



The water (one cup) instantly starts to turn blue, yet the powder is white. Mysterious.



After a stern mixing it's Araldite consistency.





Packet 2 gets a stiff foam going and results in another colour change.



Packet 3 contains crushed sugar, the topping.





A more vicious kick in the tongue this time, and the sensation that further reactions were taking place in my stomach.



Very little construction needed here, so no instructions. I was on my own.



High tech medicine?





Total let down. There was no real need to combine the parts representing the rice with the fish. Tasted like a fairly normal gummy sweet.



No construction here.



This was a bit of a shock – is that an emergency burn bandage?



A kind of candy floss texture with popping sweets.

It's lucky that aged seven I didn't know that at twenty four I'd be mixing foreign sweets in plastic trays. The anticipation would have been unbearable.