It's difficult to say for sure, but...I have the feeling that it wasn't, no.

[Hmm...she wonders if it runs in her family, but she can't remember anything about them... So she takes lifts her teacup to her face, letting the pleasant aroma tickle her nose before she takes a delicate sip. Ah, it's rich and warm... The smile she returns to Wu is brighter now.]

Octopus fritters... That sounds fascinating! They must have a unique texture--I wonder if that's what you liked about them. It's unfortunate there aren't any of those here, so you could at least experience the flavour again. And we have no idea how far the ocean is from here, either. Oh, but I think I saw some preserved canned fish at the general store!