A street vendor selling mie ayam noodles in Solo, Central Java, near the Karaton. Right behind the fence there was a paddock full of pungent goats who kept sticking their noses through gaps in the tarpaulin, trying to get some lunch from diners and making lots of noise when they were denied a meal.
Below is the product of this man’s labor. It was quite tasty, but I don’t really eat bakso (seriously, who knows what is in that stuff?) so I didn’t really touch those, only a little taste. But the rest was good.
But after a couple of mouthfuls… CRASH. A goat had stuck his head through a gap in the fence and knocked over a whole tray of vegetables. It was certainly a unique way to dine.
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all is well in peru. We are heading up to 4700 metres height today, The nasca lines where good and so far all is going well. Will call when I get chance love and kisses to all and I hope pogo is well after his chocolate. Love your father
Have fun, technology whiz Dazza. Just googled Nasca Lines and they look amazing. Pogo is fine… he’s always crazy so chocolate only made a minor difference. I think J was put out though about the tragic loss of her Dairy Milk.
xx Ash
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Oh and no dramas at the shop or anything, it’s all under control.
Ashlee´s last blog ..Street Kitchen- Solo
I loved Bakso too, but like you, I always tipped out the balls of ?????
When are you heading off to the States?
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Hey Jen, I know right? Who really knows what is in bakso? Too scary for me!
Heading off in a fortnight or so, rather excited
So the blog will be taking a very different angle over there (if it is not neglected entirely due to me having to study so much for grad school… eeep!)
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