In college, I appropriated some lovely Japanese rice bowls from an friend's brother's ex-girlfriend. One by one they've broken, and I've been looking for rice bowls I like enough to replace them. You can see three of them on the shelf in the top photo.
In SoHo for our Valentine getaway, Charles and I went into a number of Japanese stores. I found these little owl bowls and I loved them right away.
Charles was not in love with them because they cost a good deal more than the standard blue patterned Chinese rice bowls, but alas, it was Valentines and he loves me.