When Aliens Attack!

Actually, not an alien at all, just part of tonight’s dinner.

When I saw how sexy the soy beans we bought yesterday looked, I had to take a picture. Two little beans, still attached to the stem, with all their little hairlets still intact and glistening.

It wasn’t bought at some soy farmer’s roadside stand (ha, there’s a mental picture for downtown Tokyo) either. It’s from our local Peacock supermarket; a large chain with outposts throughout Tokyo. The quality of produce here is astonishing.