The foreign neighbors gave me this and wished me a pleasant appetite: but it’s something hard and not at all like food, more like an egg 😱🤔
At first, I was even scared.
The neighbors are foreigners; we hardly communicate, we just greet each other in the elevator. And then one evening, there’s a knock at the door. They’re standing there, smiling, handing me a bag and saying in Russian with an accent:
— Enjoy your meal!
I look inside — and there it is… this. Dark, hard, strange things, as if from a museum or a dinosaur movie. They don’t look edible at all. In my hands they’re cold, like stones. I even smelled them — almost no scent.
— Is this… food? — I asked cautiously.
They nodded, smiling even wider, and left.
I stood in the kitchen for a long time with that bag. Thoughts were spinning in my head: “What if this isn’t meant to be eaten at all? What if it’s a joke? What if I’m missing something very important?” Putting it in the fridge felt scary; throwing it away felt awkward.
In the end, I went online. I searched by photos, by description, by shape. And when I finally found it, I couldn’t believe my eyes. 😱😨 I shared the details in the first comment 👇👇 Have you ever seen anything like this before?
It turned out to be a water chestnut.
It’s eaten. You peel it, boil it, and eat it raw as well. In some countries it’s a common food, almost a delicacy. I had simply never seen anything like it in my life.
The next day I met the neighbors and told them I had figured out what it was. They were happy, started explaining something quickly, showing with gestures how to peel it and eat it.
And I caught myself thinking how strange the world is: for some people it’s a frightening, incomprehensible thing, and for others it’s simply “enjoy your meal.”
