The Case of the Scrumptious Beancurd

So here I am at the Senches--> short for SESS benches --> short for School of Economics and Social Sciences Benches, eating my favorite Mr. Bean beancurd with pearls. Yup, you read that correctly. It's soya beanCURD with PEARLS. You see, it's really tough to order this crruent addiction. Everytime I tell the lady I want beancurd with pearls, she reaches out for the cup to get soyabean milk instead. So I'd say, "No, no, no, beanCURD." And of course, she'll look at me puzzled for about 10 seconds, until I have to repeat it again while panicking cause I'm already late for my next class. And after looking at me for 10 seconds, she will of course repeat after me. "BeanCURD?" "Yes auntie, beanCURD." So after prolonging the waiting time of those behind me (who I assume is also going to be late for class), I finally get what I want.

It is really THAT strange? Well, it's a commin thing in the Philippines. Maybe not with the big black pearls but it's still beancurd with pearls. Take a look:

That whitish-transparent-ish thing on the left most is the pearls (sago). Beside it is the sweet sauce and the one on the right is the beancurd. Yup, this is what you see in the streetsides of Manila. Not your usual red bean ice cream sandwhich.