Bali has a million and 1 food places, that are tucked away down narrow streets. This lunchtime I rode down Jl. Mertanadi in Seminyak and spotted a new place. Jl. Mertanadi runs alongside the jail and is a virtual ‘furniture alley’.
This evening I am hoping to interview Dallas Finn, founder of Bali Peace Park, about the gay scene here in Bali (won’t that be exciting!). Dallas suggested we meet at Poser’s Pub in Legian, the location of our last interview. My thoughts were this was not an ideal location.
Nasi padang is a version of Indonesian fodo that originates in Sumatra. All over the Kuta/ Legian / Seminyak area are padang places, selling a version of the same thing. Basically you get a plate of nasi putih (steamed, white rice) and select from plates of food in the window. A curtain protects the food from flies, and locals have learned, that burning a candle helps to keep them away.
Ask anyone with access to the tourist arrival figures and they’ll tell you Bali’s recovery (or whatever you feel comfortable calling it), is taking its time, numbers are not where we want them. I tell you though, I see tourists, including Aussies all over town, especially Seminyak.
This morning while I was in the shower, I was thinking about Cafe Moka. Quite what made me think of it, I don’t know, but anyhow, Cafe Moka has opened a new branch on Jl. Raya Ubud.
This evening I went to dinner with my friend Darvis, and his daughter Rilka. Darvis makes some lovely painted postcards and posters, Rilka has just moved back to Britain, after 6 years in Germany. Both are linguists, and tonight Darvis got a chance to roll out his Italian, at Warung Italia, located on Jl. Arjuna at Blue Ocean Beach.
When I was a kid in the UK, BBC2 (the artsy channel) always offered a show called ‘Madhur Jaffrey’s Indian Cooking’. Indian food is super popular in Britain, and this week Madhur Jaffrey spoke at the Ubud Readers & Writers Festival in Ubud.
You know that feeling you get some afternoons, you’ve had lunch, grilled fish & rice with a piece of cucumber. Its good, but you need that dairy fix. This afternoon I had that feeling and stopped into Cafe Moka Seminyak, a place I haven’t been for ages. The staff all said hello and asked me ‘Baru Datang?’(just arrived?). They said it was quiet without me, which was nice.
Once in a while I discover a new warung. Sometimes it seems new and woderful to me, just because I haven’t been there before, sometimes its actually has something to offer. Warung Kolega on Jl. Petitenget in Kerobokan is a small local warung serving Javanese style food. You line up, get a plate with nasi putih (white rice), and choose items from a selection of dishes, which include a variety of fish, chicken, beef, tempe and vegetable choices.
For the last 2 weeks, I have been hitting a little place for lunch every day. Each warung has its own slightly different style, sometimes the rendang is generous, but the sauce is weak, other times the sauce is great but the portions small. Ocha’s, formerly Warung Roadkill, is hitting the spot right now.