Yesterday I spent a good deal of time (and money) at a new, local Borders bookstore.  Oh how I love bookstores!!  I made myself a list of books we want, since I tend to get all excited just being *in* the store that my mind goes blank and I forget entirely what specifics I want.  So, list in hand, I wandered around happily browsing and choosing.  The international foods section had a few books, and one specific book that I’ve been wanting to increase my Japanese cooking book selection.  Bento Boxes is a thin book, but large, and stuffed absolutely full of beautiful, delectable photos of every dish in it.  Each page has a different bento shown (both different box and different foods) and the best part is that the instructions include the english names for most foods!  If you click on the “Look Inside” link on that amazon page and flip forward past the table of contents you’ll see a few pages that illustrate what I mean (though the photos of the book aren’t the best).  Ken and I flipped through it last night and both of us got seriously excited about trying some of this.  Even Ken, who’s fully against fish (despite knowing how large a part of Japanese cuisine it is) has conceded that he’s going to have to get over that since some of those fish dishes looked yummy!  TO HIM!  Even ones that included roe.  I’m stunned by that, and very pleased.  Next week I’ll be getting some more of the supplies I’ll need to make some of the dishes, but it’s going to be hard waiting that long.  YUM!

(as part of our desire to eat better, healthier meals, Ken’s been taking his bento to work with a wide variety of foods inside and has been enjoying it immensely and I’ve been enjoying making it)

One Response to “Bento”

  1. troublet Says:

    I decided that, since the kids and I have the day off tomorrow, we are going to make our monthly trip to Borders. Like you, I _love_ that place. Everyone gets to pick out one book (ok…maybe two ;) and then we have to stop for one of the giganto cookies in the cafe. We split the cookie and each get a drink of choice. Of course, I have a cup of tea while Moose is amazed by that water all the way from Fiji. (I had to show him where Fiji is on an atlas the last time we went Hee!.)