Jogja seemed like the silver capital of Indonesia. We spent a couple of days roaming silversmith shops and all the other goodies that Indonesia had to offer. I was after batik, but it had to be green and brown seemed to be the dominant colour on display. My daughter was drawn to fake Cartier watches. This was a dream come true for her because everything was cheap compared to Australia. We idled through markets where batiks hung like waving flags, tasbis (Muslim prayer beads) filled entire stalls in a multitude of designs and hues, and the food was to die for.

The batik I eventually found (and still wear), but I don’t think I found it in Jogjakarta

My daughter’s favourite drink was kopi susu—coffee with condense milk. Yes, I let her drink coffee in Indonesia because she needed a bit of spoiling. She was homesick, religiously counting down each day till our return. The coffee came in a glass with condense milk resting on the bottom and the dark coffee on top. Each time a waiter set the drink on the table, she’d measure the amount of condense milk and her face would light up if there was a generous amount.

Koki susu
Photo courtesy: Andreanrama, Wikimedia Commons

3 thoughts on “Jogjakarta”

  1. I like how you described the batik at the markets, ‘batiks hung like waving flags’. When I was in Jakarta many years ago, I got to visit some malls and markets, and batik was everywhere. Kopi susu sounded like such a treat for your daughter back then. I also love kopi susu, hot or cold any time, any day. It doesn’t taste the same here in Australia.

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    1. I make kopi susu every now and then and have managed to replicate the Indonesian flavour. Vietnamese coffee is just as good and Footscray is full of places that sell it, but it’s addictive!


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