Just skip the super salty ham that your great aunt is making on Easter and head straight for the cake.
I use the wink to remind me where I stopped reading, the ninja for memorable quotes, and the bowtie dude for good pick-up lines.
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.