In a lacquered tray
morsels, eaten with chopsticks,
prepared for the eye
M. Zane McClellan
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When I was stationed in Okinawa I was the Road Buyer for the Purchasing and Contracting Officer of my base. That meant being away from any military base at lunchtime, or “chow,” each day as I cruised the island in my little Daihatsu van.
I came to depend on the street vendors for food and developed a fondness for these lovingly prepared lunchboxes. And, oh my goodness, the Yakisoba!