Not paying much attention today, got a few bottles of Anker to drink out front on this magnificently hot arvo. Also have Indonesia Expat to read, picked up on my dawdle around town yesterday.
- I took a brief nostalgic detour round Jaksa, a scene of dereliction, the Obama Bar seemingly defunct (or has it moved?) and Romance Cafe sinking into a ruinous state, a sad loss still, after four years or is it more?
I only went to Jaksa to exchange some books, but Ning’s little store was closed for the holiday.
So off to Ya Udah, quieter than usual, where a couple of reasonably priced Bintangs accompanied me for the hour or so I spent there.
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Ya Udah
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- ooooooooooooooooooo
- …but also burst out laughing at some of the ads.
There was one depicting some blonde bint hovering by a sink in a posh restroom, in a dress which was obviously designed for easy access to body-parts not allowed on our tv by the Indonesian censors.
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Jalan Falatehan
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- The said bog was way too fancy to be that more or less uni-sex facility in D’s Place on Jl. Falatehan, but she could do well there.
What was it advertising?
Posh taps!
Seriously! Who advertises taps?
a tap’s a tap, for pity’s sake’
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Presumably the guy who masquerades as the ‘Clandestine Critic.’
He actually writes amusingly of the joints he goes to, but although I had a chortle or two at his put-downs of the standard of service and the food, do he and I live in the same city?
His reported bill for two people was over a MILLION RUPIAH!
I pay about Rp.15000 for a very tasty and filling meal in my warteg.
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- Maybe if I wanted to impress some hoity-toity slapper encountered in the Mo Bar Ladies’ Night, I would stretch to Ya Udah, but c’mon, a HUNDRED dollars plus-plus to capture her heart?
In a city where many people get by on a monthly income less than he paid for his dinner?
Having said that, his comments on fish and chips held my attention for seconds and seconds. Rp.140,000? That’s twice what I paid for PROPER fish n chips in Sydney.
He moans about how the pub concept ought to be tried seriously in snobby Kemang, but how about the chipper concept?
Real fish n chips is HARD to get here.
A lot of Indonesians think chips should appear (and taste) like fries, as Yanks call them.
If some guy or gal opened a REAL chipper – not in Kemang, please; it’s such an isolated kampung due to the terrible traffic – maybe in Blok M or Kota – it could be a gold-mine!
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And Indonesia has not been lumbered with the moronic hang-ups afflicting the UK, where it’s now forbidden by health nazis to wrap the food of the gods in old news-papers…
Like I say, Ankers away today…I’ll resume this tomorrow!
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JazPen 13:25 on May 30, 2020 Permalink |
Oh no!
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Calum McLeod 13:38 on May 30, 2020 Permalink |
It wiznae me.!
He sounds like The Wrong Kind of Scot.
When I went to D’s Place, I was overjoyed to meet so many friendly natives!
That was well over 10 years ago but I still get friendly text messages, translatable as the old Jacobite song. Will Ye No Come Back Again!? ‘
Now I can’t as D’s is closed forever, and that’s a shame, but I still have those mobile numbers for when I can reach Jakarta once again.
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Jim Ex Jakarta 20:30 on May 30, 2020 Permalink |
OMG.
All we have to go through at this time and now this!
Never did so many have so much fun!
After Tanamur closed, I was sad.
No D’s Place? I know it was a shadow of its old self, but…it would have been nice to go back for one final night!
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