Sunday, March 9, 2014

Bento Broccoli



My coworker and I snuck off to the market for lunch.

Gonna start cooking my mom's simple recipes.

But my favorite wok is super old. It's black on the bottom, and I can't scrape it off.

And the bamboo handle's all singed.

It was my father's favorite wok.

My car smells like a vegetable garden. 

Or an Amazon rain forest. 

I'm not sure which.

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