I wish my lunch would bring me balloons and show me its belly button more often. It would make eating at my desk every day a little less boring.
It's a good thing sushi doesn't purr or I'd just empty these into my purse to cuddle with later and be done with it.
I kind of want to snuggle with this bowl of chili. I will refrain as I'm not a fan of 2nd degree burns. That little sweet face is the last thing I'm gonna eat for sure!
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.
Rice under the fingernails is a small price to pay for giving your food tummy skritches.
The big rice swim meet is today, wasn't it nice of mom to think of you and make you a themed lunch? You're gonna rock that rice backstroke, piggy!
Considering how angry these birds are, I'm assuming that you'll have to find a friend with a pig lunch and get the eggs from them to complete your meal.