My bowl, my cup. A sense of security and unity that cannot be expressed by the word attachment. I wish I could help you meet such things. Daily meal. How wonderful it would be if you could eat with the compassion of the person who made it, attracted by the eyes and inspired by the aroma. The food changes depending on the appearance. I want you to enjoy life with Japanese tableware. It is "Bokunowatashino." With such a wish.