Wonda of Wondas, I finally found something I like better than Starbucks in Japan. It's called "Wonda: My Favorite Coffee" and is served piping hot, directly from the can. Later in the day, however, I ate a Fish Called Wonda at one of Fukuoka's finest restaurants. While I initially thought its head (photo 2) was purely "decorative," I later learned that the waitress plunked it into my soup when I wasn't looking. Will Wondas never cease?