Today was a day of great anticipation. Two weeks of refining my onigiri palate, working my way steadily through a plethora of rice-wrapped goodness…but I found myself in a bit of a pickle.
…A pickled plum. The last untried flavor on the shelf. The only flavor I’ve never seen in short supply.
It was every bit as terrible as I’d dreaded.
Fortunately, I am wise as well as daring, so I ensured I had a back-up breakfast:
Red bean pancake sandwich with whipped cream! It was absolutely delightful and the perfect consolation prize. 😀
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