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I sent out an invite to my work team for a noon "Boba Adventure".

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The general consensus was, "Huh?  What's that?"

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"You don't need to know.  Just come with us," was my reply.

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The excuses started rolling in.

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Little Michelle gave me an "I-know-you-too-well-and-I'm-worried" look.  Megan claimed that she actually had work to do.  Mr. Original Male Team Member ran for the hills with nary an explanation.  Britt reminded us of her newfangled food kick where she's only eating spinach and peppers.  (I'm not exaggerating.  O.k., o.k., I'm exaggerating.  She can also eat basil.)  Heather was out sick.  (The only legit excuse, in my humble opinion.)

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Mr. New Male Team Member apologized profusely for declining, but gave me $5 so that I could bring him something upon our return.

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That left me (who knew of Boba but never tried it) and<a href="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/2011/04/26/day-210-butterflies-bunny-man-and-impromptu-photography-class/" target="_blank"> <strong>JftB</strong> </a>(a Boba aficionado) as the only "takers".  Upon exiting the building, we recruited two tagalongs who aren't officially team members, but we're all one big happy family at Noble Publishing Superpower.  That's how we roll.

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In case you are like my teammates and haven't previously heard of <strong><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bubble_tea" target="_blank">Boba Tea aka Bubble Tea</a>, </strong>it is a beverage that originated in Taiwan in the 80s.  The "Boba" are small chewy balls made of tapioca.

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Since sipping tapioca through a straw classifies as "curious", I thought it was a perfect fit for this blog.

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Left:  Adopted Teammate's Taro with Boba

Right:  My Avocado Snow with Boba

Verdict for both:  Delish!

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I flip for avocados (<strong><a href="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/2011/03/11/day-164-i-turned-into-an-alien/" target="_blank">as you may recall</a></strong>), so I was interested in trying an avocado shake.  It sounded just weird enough to be blog-worthy.

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I duplicated my order for Mr. New Male Team Member.  You can imagine the confusion upon the delivery of the avocado shake back at the office.

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Little Michelle shot us an "I'm-so-glad-I-didn't-go-with-you" look, while Britt yapped on about the unhealthiness of the shake.  Mr. New Male Team Member smiled.  He's a very happy-go-lucky and open-minded kinda guy.  Thank goodness.  Otherwise, he could have reported me to HR for team hazing.

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"What is that?" inquired Mr. NMTM.

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"An avocado shake," I replied matter-of-factly.

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Mr. NMTM pressed further.  "What's that at the bottom?"

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"Caviar!"  (I couldn't help myself.)

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"Did you bring me some champagne to go along with this?"

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He then sucked up his caviar/Boba like a champ.

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Yep.  That's how we roll.  Welcome to our work family, Mr. NMTM.

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