Shiba Inu Rice Balls
I don’t usually crave a quarter pounder of rice and seaweed in the middle of my day, but if I knew one of these was in my brown bag, I’d be counting the minutes ’til lunch.
It goes without saying that I squeeed all over this the minute I saw it, then I bought the whole rack. (Which was, actually, just this one, because a rabid pack of shiba shoppers had obviously coursed through Tokyu Hands before me.)
The only problem might be that they’re too cute to eat
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