I did it. I cooked Udon noodles with my feet in Osaka. And it wasn't the least bit disgusting. It was, however, delicious.
It was also one of three plates I made during a Japanese street food class that left me with five things: a full, happy stomach; new cooking techniques and recipes; fun memories; photos that the teacher took on her phone and sent us; and two new friends that I later had dinner with in Tokyo.
To top it all off, after we ate, our teacher took us to the shop where they make the knives we used in class.
I've taken--and enjoyed--cooking classes all over the world and Eat Osaka really stood out. If I'm ever back in Osaka, I'll take their home cooking class.