Here is Our lunch all wrapped up in a blue bandanna that We made out of leftover sewing project fabric. It needs to be wrapped up to contain the stuff that wouldn't fit in the box. You can also see Our desk behind it--complete with Frank O'Hara's lunch poems. Oh, how We love you, O'H. Particularly over lunchtime.
And here is Our actual lunch. It's tofu chunks and red bell pepper stir-fried with a miso sauce. In the tier behind, there's brown rice (no furikake, no vinegar, nothin'! Boo) and carrots. A cherry fruit leather fit into the lid of the box, and there's also an apple off to the right. The little box in front is a pair of short chopsticks that came with Our bento jar.
We have got to go buy something to put on the top of Our rice, stat. Because We are easily bored, and plain rice is not nearly as delicious as rice with some stuff.
This was another lunch We did not get to eat until around 3 p.m. We felt a little off today, as though We were warding off some sort of student-borne plague. They're all ill b/c they're all stressing out about exams and whether they'll look good enough on the beach over spring break next week--so they're underfed, underslept, plague-ridden, and have been dieting/working out way too much. We are trying very hard to keep from getting contaminated--but it's hard work. And not getting to eat until 3 is probably not helping.
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