In case you didn’t notice, my wee bloggie here has gone a little bit matcha crazy lately. Eating matcha, baking matcha, dreaming matcha and oh hai is that a line of green matcha powder there? Inhaled. Sorry but I probably would sniff matcha if that was the only way to consume it, I love it that much.
To divert my one track mind from this AA-able addiction, my girls and I had our date night at Tukdin last week, a Malaysian restaurant who don’t sell matcha and *gasp* don’t even have green tea.