I spend an awful, awful, positively obscene amount of time and effort and mental strain on feeding this family of four. I think that in general Japanese people are way more uptight about food than sloppy Americans like myself. HRH is probably particularly hung up on his image of what our meals should be like. It’s a constant source of friction between us.
Since I’m constantly worrying about it anyway, I may as well write about it, right? So I’m gonna do a Food Week. I’ll feature one homemade meal or snack every day. It might get boring, who knows? Stay tuned for my first installment: Half Assed Bento
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