The people cried out unto the Lord, Give us a miracle.
And behold, the Lord gave them martabak manis.
What is this martabak manis?
Possibly the most delicious thing I have ever consumed.
I remember the first time I ate it. It was near the beginning of my time here. My host mom called me out of my room and said, “Try this, Ruth.” I looked at it skeptically and tried it. I try to try everything.
I think I died. I remember thinking, What is this? I have to have this again. I asked the name, but promptly forgot (I forget most Indonesian words at first).
It wasn’t until a week or so ago when I was chatting with some of my fellow YES Indonesia-ers. One of them, Ruby, got sick from eating batagor martabak (batagor, American friends, is like street food). She said that she didn’t regret it at all since it was so delicious. Curious, I looked it up. When I saw a picture of it, I remembered it.
And I will never forget it again.
I’ve had it since, and it was as wonderful as the first time. I seriously am going to learn how to make it and then make it for all my ‘muricans. (If there are any Indonesians out there that want to teach me how to make martabak manis, please let me know!)
There are two types of martabak:
Manis: It’s a fried crepe thing with cheese and chocolate on the inside.
Now I know what you’re thinking. Cheese and chocolate, Ruth? What on earth? It works, and it works well.
Telur: This is the same fried crepe, but with eggs and some veggies. Very savory, and good also.
If you want to know more about this heavenly concoction, click here. The author explains it much better than I do.
Peace out. Ima go eat some martabak manis.