Since I've read The Very Hungry Caterpillar in all variants of English / Japanese / bit of both more times in the past week than I thought possible, I'm afraid I now have caterpillars on the brain.
On the way to work I saw this wonderful specimen waiting for me as if it knew what I'd be doing that day
Later on, after lunch, it was slightly unfortunate that a pudding as lovely tasting as Mitarashi (rice balls with syrup) looked quite so much like my new friend from the morning
They look much more polite in the packet!
Mitarashi, not caterpillars (caterpillars look better in books)