I savor the succulent tenderness of those sweet little brown balls four or five at a time as cream fills my mouth, soaking them, drowning them as I slice them neatly in half with my incisors. I swallow all of the tender creaminess and for one pure moment, I know ecstasy.
I'm a sucker for tapioca.
They are, however, exactly what I would imagine unencased balls to feel like. They are most definitely an Asian concoction. There is a shop right by my house that makes sweet iced coffee and tea drinks and will fill them with tapioca should you so desire. They are served up by sweet pretty little Asian girls and I totally get why guys are so hot for them (Asian girls, not the balls).
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Comment This has officially gone belly-up. It was fun while it lasted, so thanks for all the fish.
Haloscan here I come.
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Comment This has officially gone belly-up. It was fun while it lasted, so thanks for all the fish.
Haloscan here I come.
7 comments:
Wait - tapioca in drinks?
Really?
I love tapioca puddin! In drinks, not so much.
I love balls too!!! Oh... nevermind.
There's a Vietnamese restaurant near where I live that serves the tapioca drinks in various flavors--mango, blueberry, and a couple others I forgot. I used to go there all the time, but my favorite dish of theirs they called "Singapore Noodles" (transparent noodles angel-hair thin, with really good spices kinda curry-like but not quite), they dropped off the menu, so I've kinda-sorta boycotted.
you tease! hehe
I laughed out loud.
Elliott
sparewhiteguy@yahoo.com
I'm not a big fan of tapioca but I loved the story :)
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