So we've established my matcha obsession in an earlier post. I love matcha in just about every form I've encountered it. And guys, I'll admit it. I have a great weakness for puppy chow. I'm not sure what it is about that stuff, but I had it for the first time in high school and have been mildly obsessed ever since. I hardly ever let myself make it, but it's full-on gorging when I do. So what better, methought, than to combine those two things into one glorious masterpiece? It

Guys. I did it. I finally made a cake for no reason at all, which means I could cut out a slice and photograph it without being crippled by the thought of serving a party cake with a missing slice. I realize this is pretty much a non-accomplishment, but I was very proud of myself and walked around with a shiny glow of success all afternoon. When I was growing up, my mom worked part time coordinating a two-week summer exchange program for Japanese students. So each summer we w