HAIKU: MY SWEET BUBBLE TEA

As a self-proclaimed foodie, I unintentionally torture myself on the net everyday. Take this craving I have now for Royal Milk Tea. I've been addicted to this cold beverage for a few months now ever since I tried it at Chowking, a Chinese fast food joint here in Manila. They have different names and flavors for this enticing concoction but basically it's just brewed tea with milk and loads of ice and tapioca pearls or tea jelly added. The taste is so unique and delectable that I just can't get enough of it. So I search the world wide web for recipes to make my own at home and I find myself staring at yummy pictures of this ostentatious drink that it has me shaking with thirst. There's no milk tea for sale in close proximity so I'm indeed suffering right now. To top all that, I'm bombarded with images of excitotoxic grub like bacon wrapped dumplings, crispy shrimp balls, spring rolls and Yang Chow fried rice from The Pickiest Eater In The World while blog walking. Oh the pain...the agoooooony!

I must say that after taking a sip of that milky froth, my life has never been the same. My inner parasites have been longing for this overpowering drink ever since. There's nothing left for me to do now but lay it down in writing and forever record my addiction, here goes my little haiku.

Yummy, icy brew
Your taste has enraptured me...

My sweet bubble tea!

Milky froth, pearly balls

Such bittersweet heaven

Flowing through my mouth.

Just can't get enough

Gotta have more than a cup

Of this royal, foamy stuff.

Green, red, white or chai

Long as your leaves are brewed fresh

I will get my high!

Not a day will pass
Without milk tea in my glass
My caffeine jolt jazz!