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| Local Traditional Food (my hosts ordered this in the other night) |
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| Another City View |
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| And Another |
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| Streetside |
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| I Ordered a Mixed Juice From Here |
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| Fresh Sugar Cane Juice (he "ground" it as I watched) |
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| Another View |
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Oo! I remember that national dish. And I'm so glad you got the juice...I was in the city the other day, thinking about you didn't get it here.
Okay, so I spoke to soon in my last comment (see previous post). I'm sorry, but that top photo just doesn't leave me jealous at all. I'm sure it's good, I'm just sayin'. The fresh sugar cane juice is totally intriguing though: what was it like? Um, sugar water?
The more I look at it, the more curious I am. What is it? Rice, lamb and toasted cucumber seeds? That's my best guess : )
It's a big pile of rice with lamb and almonds on top. Then you drizzle it with a goat milk sauce that gives it a pretty strong flavor. It's not too bad, but better with less sauce than more (in my humble opinion).
The sugar cane juice was--yeah--a little like sugar water. But picture the faintest coconut flavor, too. It wasn't quite like anything else I've ever had, so it's hard to truly compare it.
Fascinating! And hey, I wasn't too far off!
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