It is a nice day, isn't it? It's super nice when my lunch agrees with me that things are pretty okay. Hey cheese bear, can I borrow your hat? It's so sunny, I need a visor to keep from squinting.
Let's be very very quiet, panda is sleeping! He looks so cozy nestled into his snug little box. I'll let him sleep until I get really hungry and he won't know what hit him.
What sorcery, what devilry, what evil tricks were used to shape the yolks but not the whites of those hard boiled eggs?! I would like to learn this secret magic! Teach me your ways, o dark one!
He may seem hardened and cold, but underneath it all he's really sensitive and delicious.
Most meals I make end up looking like the right hand portion of this bento; a mush of different types of food. I figure, it all ends up in the same place, who cares how it looks? Obviously someone cares. I'm so ashamed.
My lunch is scowling at me, I don't know if I can eat it anymore.
I have to say, though it sucks to have rain in the summer, I do love the sound it makes when it patters on the dry ground for the first time in a while. Thanks for helping me celebrate, lunch!