I’m going to keep it real, ever since that lady behind the counter of Fujisan Sushi in the GUC randomly left, they’ve gone downhill. Now listen, writing this whole opinion piece, you’re probably expecting something to be said about the sushi, but truth be told, I don’t care about the sushi. I go to Fujisan Sushi for the boba. My main order is the honey green milk tea, and every time I ordered it, that fantastic woman behind the counter would say “Thank you!” and “Have a nice day!” I was a day one fan, and she even gave me free boba at one point, too. I don’t care what anyone says, but we had a connection. We were best friends, but she just didn’t know yet, I guess.

Anyways, whenever I came back from, I don’t know, a break or weekend, I went to order my boba and she was gone… There were these two dudes I’ve never seen before who looked like they didn’t know what they were doing. After ordering my boba and taking a sip out of it, I realized something was off… It was missing something. Almost as if the love was stripped away from my honey green milk tea boba. I shrugged it off and continued drinking my boba, unsatisfied with the flavor.

I decided to give them one more try, some days later (mainly because I was having withdrawals). So, there I am, standing there waiting for my boba with a friend, and suddenly, I see this strange, dark, brownish drink pop up on the counter. “Surely this isn’t mine.” I think. I walk up to grab the mysterious, strange-looking boba, and then I see it on the little sticker… “Elijah”. I look at my friend, look back at the boba, then back at my friend, then back to the boba. I am in shock. This isn’t real. Cut the cameras.

I tell my friend that maybe they just put a little bit more honey than needed, and I just gotta mix it well. She looks at me, knowing that I’m in denial, and just says, “No… I don’t think so…” We walk out of the GUC, and I ask my good friend if she wants to try it first. She says “Sure” and then proceeds to spit it out on the bridge in front of the GUC. I’m thinking, there’s no way it can be that bad, so I decided to take a sip out of it, then my heart dropped. I just drank straight up honey through that straw. 

Yeah, I could’ve asked to have them remake it, but I just decided not to. I haven’t been back since the incident of ‘25. I feel like I’m going crazy from the lack of boba in my system. I’m thinking of giving them another go whenever I go back, and yes, some might call me dumb, but I call it loyalty. 

All I ask is to bring back the boba queen who used to work behind that counter. She always made my drinks the right way with the right amount of ingredients