J knows that I love sugar cane juice, so it was no surprise that he wanted to take me this place that squeezes it fresh.
They're actually known for their coconut juice (will have that in another post) but for this specific location, it's the sugar cane that he said was good.
The aftermath of the poor sugar canes.
So, the verdict?
I didn't like it. It tasted weird...must be the difference in where it was grown and the weather temperature and whatnot. If you compare this to the sugar cane I had in Vietnam, the colors are totally different and it definitely taste different (it's a lot richer) also. J likes it, which is a good thing cause he can finish it. Haha