Not long ago I was introduced to Bubble Tea, (Aka- Boba Milk Tea, Pearl Milk Tea, etc…) If you have no idea what I’m talking about, don’t feel sad, I only discovered it six months ago.  It’s a combination of tea, milk, sugar, and giant black tapioca balls. Wowzers! They come in a variety of fruit and other flavors. According to the Internet, Bubble Teas originated in Taiwan. In general they are found in Asian restaurants and tea shops.

There you go, now everyone knows what I’m talking about.

Back to my story, I’ve been craving Bubble Tea for months but when I Yelp it the majority of the shops that serve it are in Philadelphia’s Chinatown. As the crow flies, that is closest to my location. But I am not a crow.

Even George Washington crossed the Delaware you say?

He didn’t have to search (and pay) for parking. I want Bubble Tea in South Jersey.

So, after sifting through the list of restaurants on Yelp, I found a Vietnamese place about 15 minutes from me that serves it.

Guess what I did today…

I love the fat straw.

I love the slightly weird taste.

I love, most of all, biting into and chewing up – the bobas.

What is the point of this post? It has no point, other than my love and constant search for Bubble Tea.

The End.