In which there are Mason, Kerr, and Ball jars. I like jars. You can get a bunch of them for like twelve bucks, and use them for pretty much everything from juice glass to food storage to coffee brewing. They’re probably less awesome in kitchens with stone floors, but in general if you don’t drop […]
In which this is a quick primer for all y’all who are innarested in packing your own lunches all healthy and cute-style. Matro said this, so I’m saying this: Bento boxes are nothing more than lunch boxes that happen to be from Japan, so you can put non-Japanese food into them if you want (and […]
In which we talk about breakfast! Yum! Because while I read a lot of involved, uplifting, active, and self-referential blogs, personally I’m just not that interesting. Plus: there’s a bunch of food porn! Yesterday I was craving a big old bowl of the Egyptian breakfast food known as ful medames. The stuff is just so […]
In which Dallas rocked, Amma was wonderful, and I’m glad to be home. There’s really nothing more kick-ass than coming home after a ‘net-free vacation–the hotel wanted $11 a day for wi-fi and I said screw that–to find one’s blog packed full of comments! I LOVE you bitches! I’m very excited about the new job, […]
In which I am in total heaven because today I received THE BENTO BOMB! This is what happened to me today (in pictures!): I got a big giant huge massive collection of bento-junk goodness in the mail today! Food! Bento accessories! And two new boxes!: Now. How did this awesome explosion of straight-from-Japan bento lurve […]
In which I’m fat, obsessed with bento, and refusing to see any possible correlation between the two. Misc Teh BF’s bento box arrived so I packed a lunch in it and gave it to him today. He seems pleased. My mom has emailed that she needs sci-fi, so I’ll be lugging a pile of books […]
In which I post again about bentÅ-making, because it’s all I think about lately. I woke up at four this morning and immediately started thinking about what I’d make for today’s bentÅs. Literally! Four in the damn morning! I laid there in the dark in my blanket-cocoon, and went through all the possible combinations of […]
