The King Tut of Lunchboxing

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I didn’t think making a Japanese bento box could get any MORE labor intensive, but bless my tweezers and nail scissors, yesterday I saw The King Tut Bento. Feast your eyes on that pharaoh-sized nori-maki, plus a pair of hieroglyphic eye-rolls, suitable for sumo wrestler-size appetites! The hand-rolled works of art alone would require me to set my alarm for 4:00 a.m. instead of the usual bento-mania 5:00, but if I were also to craft those perfectly steamed broccoli florets, simmered root vegetables, octopus and soybean salad, sweet chestnuts, kuromame, fishcakes and shrimp with artfully scattered salmon eggs, I think I’d have to fire up the espresso machine and just pull an all-nighter.

Photo from http://ameblo.jp/kururinzushi.

It’s the year 1784 and the shōgun rules with an iron fist . . . except within the walled pleasure quarter of Yoshiwara. Inside the Great Gate, samurai law does not apply, and it’s women who pull the strings

The Samurai’s Octopus…is a truly remarkable book, one that surprised and charmed me at every turn of the page. You’re in for a treat.”
James Ziskin, Anthony, Barry, and Macavity Award-winning author of the Ellie Stone mysteries

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Jonelle Patrick writes novels set in Japan, produces the monthly e-magazine Japanagram, and blogs at Only In Japan and The Tokyo Guide I Wish I’d Had

Published by Jonelle Patrick

Author of The Last Tea Bowl Thief

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