The actual contents were pretty basic, but I thought the 彩り (irodori, "aesthetically pleasing arrangement of colours"? Hard to translate) worked out pretty well today, actually. Someone set the rice cooker timer to have the rice ready ten minutes after I leave the house, so rice-putting-in duty was left to said person who gets to sleep an hour and a half longer than I do in the mornings. (♯｀∧´)
Also, here's what I had for breakfast. I would love to say I made them, but no, I just risked life and limb to seize them from under the grabby hands of a pushy old lady at the reduced section of the supermarket last night. According to Hide she gave me a serious 白い目 (shiroi me, literally "white eye", evil look), despite the fact she had just seized some chicken literally as my fingers touched the package. It's a war out there, ladies.
Anyway, how pretty are these sandwiches? I will never stop being in love with Japanese presentation of food.
