I dream of bing
I dream of bing,
not search bing,
but bing that slakes
craving of coolness,
sweetness
and fruit.
A taro bing now,
a mango bing later.
Neither to be held back,
unless the huasheng bing
comes first.
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11/2/2009 – I love Taiwan’s version of snow cones. They’re ever soo much better than those crushed ice and overly sweet liquid things they serve you at a carnival in the US.
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