The Bun-Maska Chai is a triple delight. Mainly because the bun-maska is so sinful and the experience is further enhanced by a friend’s company.

In the early part of the month, I found myself devouring more than an abnormal share of bun-maska chai. It got to a point where the flavour in my mouth would become acidic thanks to the carb overload of the bread and the tea.

Since then, I have instituted a ban on my bun-maska chai eating endeavours. Am glad to say that I am now a month into it and feel much better. I might have it occasionally, but I won’t binge on it daily.

Lesson learnt.