
Did they know I was coming or something?
And O-M-G can these people cook.
Last night we totally lucked upon some sort of Satay cookoff where they'd turned a street into impromptu satay stalls. The street was lined with charcoal fired BBQs, red lanterns and a haze of satay fuelled smoke hanging in the 97% humidity.
Not to mention every type of satay you can imagine. Well, that's not quite true , there was prawn, la

I love this city!
We haven't tried the fried carrot cake yet - but it's only day 2.
1 comment:
And now I am officially craving satay. Sounds fabulous! Have a wonderful time.
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