The Ink-Pot and the Palette

I feel like a little kid going back to school: I know my mom packed me a yummy lunch and now I'm waiting for the bell to ring so I can eat it.

Something about the autumn weather makes a packed lunch seem new and special again. I haven't been doing bento per se, but have instead branched out into a set of steel containers that I mix and match according to the meal. In general I try not to use disposable food containers, but today I have been so prosaic as to wrap a sandwich in waxed paper, faute de mieux.

Then I tie the components up in a bandanna and plop that into my bike basket, and really, the whole little-kid-going-to-school effect is complete...if that little kid had gray hair and a tricky knee.

( Lunch lunch lunch )

Finally getting back to taking my lunch to work with me, thanks to the great inspiration of serenity_valley, who has some clever and delicious ideas for filling the gaps in a structured lunchbox.

My efforts to eschew wheat for a while have also inspired me. It's much easier to talk myself into fruit and vegetables when I don't have the option of bread, for some reason.

( So here's my first foray back into filling the tiffin properly with breakfast and lunch. )