Last month, I had a fantastic trip to Tokyo with family and while most of it centred around theme park rides, I managed to hastily check out two highly-recommended tea spots. And because there are a couple of writing deadlines looming over me, I don’t feel like churning out copious amounts of text right now. If you don’t mind, this post will be done haiku-style!
So hard to find; when
found, told to sit and nibble
crunchy Sencha leaves
delighted with sweets
that are not too sweet and still
let tea play with tongue
this tea makes my soul
unfold to taste the sweetness
of a rainy day
Upstairs, I sit down
alone, I am a leaf that
reaches towards light
Downstairs, I hold my
wallet tight as it tries to
fly to the cashier
pink rice flour transforms
from sticky to sacred on
magical glass shard