Making Honey Green Tea is like an art...
Too much honey, and it becomes too sweet.
Too much tea, and it becomes too bitter.
Too cool, and there is no flavor.
Not enough ice, and there is dissatisfaction.
And just like any art, it displays the inner character.
Well, my camera is out to Canon service center right now, so there are no pictures this week. It was last weekend when I noticed that dusts [somehow] got into the inside of LCD screen. I tried to shake it off, but it wouldn't budge, so about half of the screen is covered with these "sticky" dusts. I called Canon, and they told me to send it to them. Hopefully, they will fix it within a week or two (and charge nothing, since it's still under the warranty).
So, without a camera, I went out for another long walk. The journey started with a festival on San Gabriel Mission(an ooooold church). The festival was set along the Mission Street, which filled with apartments, small businesses, and the church itself. There were plenty of organizations, associations, and food tents. However, the zero cloud plus 90 degrees temperature, made it quite hard for many people to come out in the afternoon. Even an ice cream man left his popsicle cart on the side of the street!!
However, the most interesting sight was a eight year old kid selling a lemonade drink in front of his apartment. Unfortunately, his apartment is a block away from the festival, so his business wasn't doing too well, even at a deep discounted price of 25 cents per cup. As I was walking by, I got caught in it...
"Would you like to buy a lemonade?"
"Errr... no," I tried to walk away.
"... please?" in a soft whimpering tone.
I gave in and paid 50 cents for a 6 ounce cup of lemonade (25 cents drink + 25 cents tip). To my surprise, he also tried to sell me fortunate telling. Apparently, his mother, who sit inside the house (watching TV?), is a fortune teller. Obviously, that didn't go far.
I headed up north to San Marino, and got a cup of Honey Green Tea from the usual store. A bit bitter, heavy on the tea... as always. I wanted to say something about the taste, but there were several people in the store. It wouldn't be right to say it in front of so many people. In the end, I left, and continued along Huntington Blvd. Here I found out [yet] another Noodle World restaurant. I have seen the other two stores already (Pasadena and San Gabriel). The sight of it only make me wonder how much money they really make each day.
Headed west to Alhambra, and back to Main Street, it really felt like hell to be walking for three hours. Fortunately, I bought a bottle of water with me, but it didn't last too long. I had to refill it few times in the mall and hospital before getting back home two hours after hitting the Main Street. However, that was not before visiting couple game stores, and tried out the Wii system. No, I didn't go wild and swing that nunchuck around. Although, I should try it on one of these days.
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