a hot dog octopus isn't enough. Sometimes I just have
to take a fruit knife to a hot dog and see what happens.
This time around my mutant
hot dog turned out something like a Chinese dragon, or
maybe a sunburnt eel wearing a skirt. Um. Anyway, whatever
it is, it's cavorting around in a field of inari-zushi, steamed
broccoli, and baked Japanese sweet potato,
protecting the golden raisins and pomegranate seeds.