As far as I know, there aren’t any Balinese restaurants in Los Angeles. But my knowledge in this area is limited. So maybe I’m totally wrong about that. Maybe there’s a Little Bali in some nook or cranny of Los Angeles I’ve never explored. But I’ve never come across Balinese food back home, and I’ve certainly never heard a friend sing the praises of a hole-in-the-wall Balinese joint they know. Come to think of it, I can’t name any Indonesian restaurants in LA, either.
Before we left, Kevin, my wife’s cousin’s husband asked me what people eat in Bali. I told him I knew they ate a lot of rice, and I thought they ate satay, but beyond that I didn’t really know.
“In Amsterdam, we had an elaborate meal called Rijsttafel,” I told Kevin. “The meal consists of, like, twenty little plates. All these different Indonesian dishes. But I’m not sure if that’s legit Indonesian, or more like what Indonesian people think Dutch people want to eat when they say, let’s go for Indonesian tonight. Kind of l…
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