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  • ross1948 16:57 on October 15, 2015 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , cat wedding, , Falatehan, fries, Indonesian Expat, , Jaksa, , , posh taps, toilet,   

    Indonesia Expat Magazine- Always A Rewarding Read! 

    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.


    yaudah bistro jakarta Ya Udah


    • posh cats
    • 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.


    • falatehan 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’


    • Who shops for posh taps?

    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?

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    • YUK!

    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. 

    Fish and Chips in Jakarta! A Veritable Grail-Quest! 

    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!



    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!

  • ross1948 21:38 on April 6, 2015 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Gang Kelinci, , , Jaksa, Kunstkring, , , ,   

    Another Weekend Walk – Menteng to Monas! 

    My blog stats indicate readers like my Jakarta walkabouts, so here’s another!




    What a fine day it was yesterday, Easter Sunday in Jakarta!

    Got outa bed quite early – 8.30am, driven by the thought of a proper Sunday breakfast!


    But I had the previous night determined to get out of the house and into town, my first goal being that bazaar advertised last month, in the Kunstkring Paleis. No particular purpose, except an inclination to go back and appreciate the amazing interior of that 100-year-old building in Menteng.


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    • The event was nice enough, but the prices were…well, pricey. It was Menteng, after all! So I contented myself with window-shopping.

    After an hour or more there, the sun was still shining outside – off I went, heading out the gate and sharp right, then across what is probably, on weekdays, a very busy road.

     Almost at once Gongandia Railway Station hove into view – and THAT, BTW, clued me into the best way to reach Kunstkring the next time.



    Yesterday, I’d travelled by Busway, disembarking at Latuharihari, then walking up through those leafy streets again.

    My walk took me along Jalan Imam Bonjol, past the Proklamasi Museum, the very spot where Indonesia’s Declaration of Independence was written out and signed by Soekarno and Hatta…



    – that’ll be another excellent excuse to go back there some other weekend!

    But thanks to not retracing my steps southwards when I left the bazaar, I now realise there’s an even easier way to get to Kunstkring – if you don’t fancy the enjoyable twenty minute walk from that Busway stop!

    Just take the Kopaja 20 – if you’re too posh for the Rp.4000 ordinary version, remember there is now an Executive variety – used to be Rp.5K but will have gone up since last I used it.




    The 2o runs all the way up from Lebak Bulus, along Simatupang, then through Mampang and up Rasuna Said, so you’re almost bound to have somewhere you can get on board. Anyway, it stops at Gondangdia – and indeed just about anywhere you tell the conductor you want it to!

    Once within sight of the station, no further orienteering effort was required of me – straight down Jl. Johar! I knew exactly which way to go, past the splendid Austrian cuisine of Ya Udah.


    yaudah bistro jakarta Ya Udah


    But before that, on the opposite side of the road, it came as a surprise to see a branch of Gang Kelinci, an eatery I’d rather liked when a new kid on the Jakarta block. There was once a big branch on Jalan Sabang, and it was one of the very first places I had a meal in this city.


    It had a second floor window, which gave a great view of the ebb and flow of the street below. Alas, it closed about 7 or 8 years ago, I guess; there’s still a branch at Blok M Square, but finding another was a nice surprise.

    Had my mind succumbed to the soaring temperatures – it was a scorcher! – I might have pressed on to Jalan Jaksa, but that once-proud entertainment hub is a shadow of its former self. Few people I like to meet go there any more, so I don’t either.


    •  Monumen Nasional
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    • No, a thought had struck me – Monas!
    • Always fun on Sundays, if the rain stays away….crowds of happy Jakartans. And indeed it was. A huge queue was visible around its pedestal, eager to gaze on the capital from on high.

    Not me! Four or five times I was dragged up there, by friendly natives, when I was still new. Quite enough, thanks!

    Because I had not crossed a church doorstep this Easter, my fingers were crossed, and sure enough, there, opposite the palace, the GKI Yasmin Christians were just getting started on Amazing Grace, as I arrived! 


    Easter in Jakarta – No ‘Islamophobia’ Among Persecuted Christians! 


    • Arifin 11:49 on April 7, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I like these walking stories.
      But how can you do this long walking in the afternoon when it is better to be inside buildings away far from the hot sunshine.
      Sunday afternoon for me is sleeping time.


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