honk honk sugar

one day i will stop pretending like life after hong kong

doesn't exist. but today is not that day. today i am dreaming

of black sesame gelato that is rich but not too sweet,

that is a little bit smokey and filled with full black sesame seeds,

and that makes you pray you won't immediately run into maestro or your kindergarten best friend and her entire family {that actually might have happened} before you have time to floss, 

lest you have a massive black speck in your teeth.

...and i am also reminiscing over the egg custards 

that cost the equivalent of about 50 cents,

that i ate on a boat. that were extremely eggy tasting.

and, of course, the little cake from ms. b's that was 

worth every bit of the embarrassing amount that i spent on it.

{it is not every day that a boutique cake shop has a vertical 

garden on the exterior.}

the sweets that i ate in honk honk were never too sweet.

they always kept their distinct flavor.

even their 16 handles equivalent {where i got 

blueberry mochi on black sesame, almond, and taro yogurt}

kept it's tasty integrity. 

it was subtle... and fascinating...

-yeh!!!

sweet places i lurved:

xtc gelato: marry me, black sesame gelato

australia dairy company: sweet warm {almondy??} egg custard

ms. b's cakery: go, if even just to look and drool