burned rice trying to make onigiri. like actually smoking. opened every window and now my room smells like failure. still ate it because the shape was perfect and I refuse to let effort go to waste even when it tastes like charcoal
burned rice trying to make onigiri. like actually smoking. opened every window and now my room smells like failure. still ate it because the shape was perfect and I refuse to let effort go to waste even when it tastes like charcoal