Thank heaven and all the saints that my kids are grown! I could not take the guilt induced by this bento craze. I have ranted about this before. I can't help myself, I love the look of it but FLUTED little sandwiches with happy faces? And do you think those sweet little heart shaped cups would make it back home? Not a chance. And the teeny tiny pie? Harumph.
Can we talk about the *&^% watercolored looking rice? I mean it is beautiful and all. Maybe that is why you never see Japanese mothers that are overweight. They use all of their calories making food pictures. And can we talk about COLD rice. Who does that? **IF** I could eat blue rice, I want it hot with salt and butter thank you. And not only does the blue sky look like a van Gogh painting, but then this slaving mother/wife reserved a tiny bit of rice to dye pink so the broccoli garden had flowers. GET A LIFE!
Is this the passive aggressive mother's way of saying "I told you to keep your sick hiney home today!"? Serves them right, not only do they get cold rice, but cold beans too. Take that!
Rant of inadequacy over.
I am stitching, I will get back to it now.