Bubbles, Tea, and Me

Muir loves bubble tea.  I mean looooves it.  I like it too, I'm just not as fanatical about it as he is.  Despite his lactose intolerance, it will probably come as no surprise to you that we buy bubble tea and then walk around Wu Dao Kou after almost every dinner.  Since drinking bubble tea is sort of a ritual now, I thought I'd post some photos of us enjoying bubble tea and other local treats.

Muir waiting in line. The counter is just a store front window directly on the sidewalk.

Bubble tea straws.

(Your guess is as good as mine as to the English translation of the shop's name.  What time is it exactly?  Time to drink bubble tea?  Press play?  Read the adjacent Chinese characters?)

Mid-bite at The Bridge Cafe

Muir, green tea red bean cake, and black tea

I'm sorry to say that the cake actually looked better than it tasted.  As is typical, there just isn't as much sugar added to baked goods.  I'd compare the sweetness to that of animal crackers, very subtle.  There's plenty of sugar in some of the syrupy-looking meat dishes, handfuls I'm told, just not in their pastries.  *sigh*  What good is a slice of cake without the accompanying sugar high?!  I'm on the lookout for a Western style cupcake shop.  The Beijinger listed a few in Chao Yang, a district on the eastern side of the city, but for now I have to wait until we have a reason to go over there.