Wednesday, February 4

Traditional food: how proud we have it!






It was not our plan to wear black dress. We were not gothic follower. We were not women in black. We just made an appointment to meet suddenly. It was only one day spending fun and fantasy.

Enya sang, heard so slowly in music player, along the street, inside car who brought us runaway for a while.
“…. How beautiful the day and night; the earth is singing in the wind, the voices rise and touch the sky, telling all the earth’s believing and in the night sighs fall down, and from the skies sighs fall down on me…”

1st riding to fuel our body with energy was Pecel Bu Kus resto. Mixed vegetables as spinach, sprout, basil, kind of cowpea, poured by peanuts gravy and accompanied by peyek (java crisp, thin, kind of chip made of flour and peanuts, shrimp and small fish)

2nd riding to Kebun Kelapa resto. Tasted the delicious fried flour calamari, fried gurami fish, fried flour crispy shrimp, cah kangkung (leavy vegetables stir fried with soy sauce), sambal (sauce made by crushing spices in a mortar), lalapan (raw vegetables of cucumber, lettuce, tomato, cowpea)

Yummy!

Time went by so quickly. It was unexpected to end this day. Full! Happy! Tired! Sleepy! Mix in one feeling of the secret of deep heart! Oct1,08.

Ps. If your picture is not here, please forgive me as I just illustrate three of six person to draw the story….

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