Yesterday's bento, tonkatsu (breaded fried pork), on a bed of shredded cabbage and carrots, rice and takuan, and mandarin orange segments. Emi's friend asked her what she's eating, and she replied, "fried pig"! That sounds bad, doesn't it? I guess it's my fault for when they ask what were having for dinner, I don't say "pork" but "buta-chan" (li'l piggies.) It's one of those times when a direct translation doesn't work. My poor kids, people are going to think they're weird (if they don't already!)
Also made some rolls a couple days ago. French Bread Rolls to Die For are what they're called. Oh, they were so FLUFFY on the inside, and tasted oh-so-good fresh out of the oven. When something is this fresh it tastes great plain.