Nasi Goreng (Again)

In many SE Asian countries, it is common for people to take breakfast out. I had previously thought this to be the case in Bali too, but many of the street vendors in our vicinity don't appear until dusk. Even the local warung seem to lazily open their shutters around 10am.

After wandering around for a while, we returned to Warung Soputan as its first customers of the morning. This warung houses a six or seven different vendors under one roof - like a miniature food court - with tables and chairs and table service. Sadly only one or two vendors were open, so our choice was limited even more than by our vegetarian diet.

Nasi goreng and teh tarik dingan

We settled on a plate of nasi goreng. To be honest, it was a little uninspired, being a literal incarnation of its name and lacking any distinguishing flavour. The teh tarik dingan (cold pulled tea) was spicy with cinnamon and other spices, though.

We returned to the tailor's to get K measured for a traditional top, but unsettled weather left us ducking in and out of places.

To make up for the desultory breakfast we had this morning, I threw some flavour into dinner.

Nasi campur

Labu siam (chayote), grated and fried with tempe in a mushroom sauce, tahu asam manis (sweet and sour tofu), and my version of telur balado (boiled egg in sambal and kecap manis) were served with sticky rice. It was one of the best dinners I have yet managed to conjure out of our Balinese kitchen.