Walking home from language school yesterday, backpack stuffed with books I can’t read more than one word of and brain boiling over with (what I think are) Seuss-ical words, feeling quite weary in the nearly 100° F sun, I stopped for lunch at the first place I saw; The Puri Artha Hotel. (Actually, second place I saw- the first was a sketchy little fried chicken joint called “Popeye’s” which I was not brave enough to try.) Greeted by a lovely –and tiny– Indonesian guy, I discovered that there was an excellent lunch buffet on. As he started to walk me around the table uncovering all the noodles and good things so I could decide if I wanted to buffet-it, I just grabbed a plate and started scooping steamy vegetables and chicken onto it, which he took as a yes.
But the best part of the buffet was definitely the soto ayam– Indo-style chicken soup.
I’ve had it once before, when Rus, the Redmond’s nanny, made it, so I knew it was delicious, but I was a tiny bit trepidatious about the whole hot hot soup while I was still overheated from both walking around and the whole brain-overload thing. But I got a bowl anyway. Good choice. Super good soto ayam. As I understand it, there’s a bit of a system to soto ayam-ing. First, rice noodles. Second, the soupy bit; kinda limey and salty chicken broth with yummy chicken bits. Third, all the toppings like such as: green onion, limes, and fried garlic. And I added rice too, but I don’t know if that’s kosher. But I like it. And a teeny bit of the spicy chili sauce stuff too. And it was delicious. Went back for seconds!
Sounds like Thai tom yam kum, which is the best chicken soup I’ve ever had/made.
Are you taking notes on all these dishes, young lady? You better be…I expect to see you at the Coop some Saturday in the spring, teaching all us old ladies how to make these magically delicious dishes!
just drooled on my keyboard
Joan! Yes of course 🙂 But if you’re like me, you’ll probably be a bit horrified at the amount of sugar, salt, and oil in every single Indonesian dish! I just try not to think about it as I enjoy my deliciously/ridiculously salty fried rice and noodles.
Anne — this is all great. Wonderful writing. Wonderful descriptions.
Phil D