It’s been raining for a few days and super cold. James and I usually don’t go to places too far unless we have special occasions. But I’ve been craving hot pot for a while, and we went to eat Boiling Point in Pasadena.
When I first tried hot pot, I wasn’t a big fan. My friend took me to boiling point in San Gabriel (I think), but that time, I was a picky eater. I didn’t hate it and I didn’t love it. But I went to Boiling Point a few more times with other friends and became a big fan. Hot soup and sweet cold milk tea… it is a good combination.