It's only appropriate to fashion the facial features of yummy little piggies out of pork products. Plus, hot dogs are really a wonderful thing; waste no part of the pig, I say!
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.
Who would've thought you could wear an entire meal on your finger?
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!
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.
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!
I'll forgive kitty for leaving footprints on my egg because he drew pretty little hearts on my chicken fingers! Aw, kitty, you really do love me!