Warm Tapioca

My 8-year-old self would be vomiting at the thought of anyone eating tapioca much less warm. 
One of my most vivid childhood memories is the day I first tried tapioca.  I was eight or nine at the time and largely responsible for packing my lunch.  That fateful day I found myself lucky enough to find pudding packs in the fridge and tossed in a vanilla...or so I thought.  Come lunch time I ripped the top off and enthusiastically popped a big spoonful in my mouth and found myself near gagging at the "fish eggs." The experience was terribly off putting and ruined my meal.  The remaining tapioca was taken by an eager friend without textural revulsion. 
It wasn't until I was about 18 that my girlfriend's family coaxed me to try homemade tapioca.  It wasn't the awful gag inducing food I remembered.  In fact the stuff wasn't half bad, a little weird but sweet and creamy enough for me to try again.  Since that day I've become an avid fan of the goopy stuff. 

Warm tapioca
My sweet and creamy answer
to any bad day

Honestly is their anything more blissful than than a bowl full of warm tapioca to fill you with contentment.