Nothing quite captures the fizziness of two 13-year-olds on their way to fill their boots with bubble tea. Or boba tea, if you’re being authentic.
Or just boba, if you’re being super authentic and cool about it, which, of course, these two are. Sylvie, my daughter Joy’s mate, says she has dreamed of this day, as it’s been in the diary for a week or so, and I don’t doubt it.
They’ve already made a list of what they want to try in a notebook and it reads like a novel. English teachers take note; if you require volume, set an assignment on boba tea and put your feet up.
On this alternative Christmas morning (that’s the level of excitement we’re talking about here) we’re off to Ohayo Tea on the Princess Street edge of Chinatown, which, when we visited a couple of Saturdays ago, had a queue snaking up around the corner towards the famous Chinatown arch, and no one in it was batting an eyelid about a 25 minute wait. Indulge in more of Ben Arnold's food writing covering Greater Manchester... The barber and bistro bringing the food of the West Bank to Stalybridge The Rolls-Royce of pies and the warm est welcome at the UK's best pub, just an hour from Manchester This is the spot if boba is your thing.