Year of Eating Dangerously: Asia

I have no desire to go to China. The myriad of books that I have read lately have only deepened my "un" desire to see that country. The one thing I would like, though, is to taste the food as it is supposed to be. Every book that I have read agrees that when Chinese food is done right it is a thing of sheer beauty. Evidently the crap we have been eating in the States is just that, crap.
As for Korea I have no desire to eat posintang (dog soup). Yes, I do understand that one man's pet is another man's dinner but it isn't as if these are free range dogs. These are horribly treated, brutalized animals. It is no wonder many of the people whom the author asked about posintang gave him the cold shoulder. It is mostly the uneducated and the macho poseurs who give him any props for looking for a good bowl of the soup. I actually had to put the book down during this chapter (I usually read while I eat) because my stomach was beginning to churn.
I did, however, enjoy the chapter in Laos. It was nice to see him enjoying local food that was odd but not unappetizing. I don't think I could ever eat a live shrimp salad but the ant egg salad didn't sound so bad.