Equally tempting are the sweet cold confections being enthusiastically advertised by Gelato Boy. It was a bit too close to supper time to indulge in such a treat, which means I'll have to return. I want the size he has!
Less tempting was the invitation to drink bubble tea. Have you ever tried it? My sister raved about it and treated me to a very large one on a previous visit. They come in an amazing (or appalling?) range of flavours and aren't anything like tea. They're cold and sweet and filled with something disturbingly like tapioca. And it's not consistent...you're sipping away and then suddenly a quantity of small, round, rubbery lumps swim into your mouth. Too weird!
I prefer real tea, and if it could be served in a remarkable Ping Kwong Wong teapot, such as any of those I saw exhibited at the local art gallery, it would be nothing short of delightful. As was my latest jaunt to the Cove.
(do click on any of the scenes to "embiggen" them, as my pal,
The Sagittarian, would say)