Inspired by Leo and Dorothy Braudy's pictures from sometime last week, and a piece I'd read earlier this summer, I decided it was time to go and get a bento box dinner from n/soto, down on W. Washington, and more or less (perhaps a bit less than more) on my way home from USC, where I'd been under-appreciating the lack of a/c in Taper Hall all day. There's a little bottle of sake nestling in a bag on the seat, too; and a crispy rice cake and fish broth, and dessert, not visible ... Just about everything was utterly stunning (unlike a rather disappointing bento box from Morihiro in Atwater Village a month or so back, which was fine, but what one might buy in a Japanese railway station) - whereas this was exceptionally tasty and made and arranged with the greatest care, from the pickles onwards.
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