Tuesday, May 30, 2006

when was the last time . . .

When was the last time your tea had stars in it?

Milk Tea with Star Gels

May 30, 2006 6:35:40 PM | life in taiwan

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joyce

looks like a fun drink. the US only has tapioca balls so far...

Posted by: joyce | Wednesday, May 31, 2006 at 09:31 AM

Kristy

Ha! That is hilarious! The things Asians come up with are pretty cute... :)

Posted by: Kristy | Wednesday, May 31, 2006 at 01:19 PM

Bethany

How cool! That'd be awesome in an Independence Day drink.....

Posted by: Bethany | Thursday, June 01, 2006 at 03:24 AM

Blair

LOL, I'd have to say....never. Too cool though!

Posted by: Blair | Friday, June 02, 2006 at 10:12 AM

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