Archive for December 2010
One of our most favorite restaurants up in the mountains in West Java is Puncak Pass. The restaurant is actually part of a resort. I never ventured and checked out the resort itself, since we just zeroed in to the restaurant. It is located in Cianjur, about two hours from Jakarta. That is, without the horrendous traffic that can build up in the blink of an eye. Whenever we visited my sister in Jakarta, and if we had the time, we would go there and have their delicious, creamy poffertjes. It had become the beacon in our thoughts, when we heard the word “Puncak.” Puncak means top, peak, summit. But to me, Puncak means Poffertjes. I cannot help that my tummy dictates what goes on in my brain.
After searching online, Puncak Pass is located in Mountain Gede-Pangrango, in the Bogor-Cianjur-Sukabumi regencies. Puncak is also known for the tea plantation, an area where they grow tea, as well as providing a getaway place from the hustle and bustle of a busy metropolitan capital, Jakarta. Unfortunately, the pollution from the diesel fumes has reached Puncak as well. The last time we were there, we were not able to gaze very far, since the fogginess of the pollution cloud hovered on the mountain as well. One day I would like to be up there, when the rain has washed the earth, and perhaps, I would be able to see the beauty of the land without the fog hanging over yonder.
You can see how pretty the place is by looking at these pine trees. Lucious, fat, green pine trees.
The entrance toward the Puncak Pass Restaurant.
The restaurant itself has different sitting rooms. In one area, they would serve a lunch or dinner buffet.
Last year, we were eating in one corner of the upstairs area, which is actually the street level.
There is another sitting room downstairs, where one year, we saw Wiranto, the Civilian Minister of Defense. He was eating down there with his peons, while we were eating on a level just above. The staff led us to a different sitting area, since apparently the room downstairs was reserved for him.
They also have a balcony, where you can eat outdoor, enjoying the view of the mountain. Alas, on the last visit, it was raining, so we were not able to sit out there.
One year, we went there with my parents, endeavoring to see and visit the tea plantation. We stopped by here for lunch.
These are the famous poffertjes. It is a Dutch pastry, which is made on a stove top, sprinkled with powdered sugar. It is basically a round, balled, pancake, with a middle that is very warm, soft, creamy, and very delicious. I say “balled” since it really looks like a ball. Last year, the infomercial was selling the pan as a way to make a “pancake puff”.
Hubby ordered “Coto”, which is an oxtail soup. Indonesians love their oxtail soup.
My brother-in-law ordered the fried rice, topped with a sunny side up. He also got the big shrimp crackers and cucumber – carrot pickles.
My sister also ordered Coto.
I myself ordered the Nasi Timbel, a specialty of Bandung-style rice. The rice is steamed inside a banana leaf and served with fried chicken, fried tofu, fried tempe, lalapan (greens) and of course, hot sauce.
It also came with Jangan Asam, a clear, sweet and sour soup containing corn and vegetables.
And after all that food, we still had our poffertjes for dessert…
As well as fried banana sprinkled with powdered sugar…
And that my friend, concluded our visit to Puncak Pass restaurant. So I will be dreaming of poffertjes tonight, and hopefully I won’t wake up and find a wet pillow!
You know, when you live in a place since you were born, you consider the places around you as… well, your backyard. Things were there before you were born, and they were there when you grew up. They … are just there. You tend not to see them with the same eyes as a visitor does. You tend not to be curious about the places you have seen or live near everyday. They are… just what they are. And I don’t know if that was just me, or do most people feel the same way as I do?
Case in point, the Port in Surabaya, namely Tanjung Perak. Oh I learned about Tanjung Perak probably in Elementary School, when teachers used to make you memorize the name of places of importance. My parents live in Singosari, which is about an hour and half or two, or three hours away from Surabaya these days. I had been to Surabaya several times when I was living there, but I have never been to the Port, until last year that was. You see, my hubby was there with us, and in fact, it was him that dragged all of us there.
As a non-native, Hubby is very interested in Indonesia. He loves to see the land, the people and the culture. He loves driving (he is riding, the driver is driving) down the road and looking at how people live their lives. As a result, I get to see more of Indonesia than I would if I lived there myself.
So one Saturday morning, all of us drove up to Surabaya. My brother and his family, my oldest sister and us. When we got to the port’s area, we parked and walked toward the buildings and started behaving like tourists! Snapping pictures! So, these are a few of the pictures that we had from that visit. If you want to read more about Tanjung Perak, please click this here and here.
The view toward the main station.
This one is the main station if I remember it correctly. But I could be wrong. That day, people were waiting for the ferry to come, and they were waiting and laid down on the floor along with their belongings.
The legend of Surabaya, highlighting the touristy places.
The view toward the Madura island.
The ferry has been boarded and ready to take off.
There she went, heading toward Madura.
Then all of us posed and got our picture snapped.
A view somewhere in the vicinity.
The office for the Port.
As we were leaving the Port, we passed Kalimas, a river that has been turned into a canal.
So that was our outing to Tanjung Perak. Hubby was somewhat disappointed that he didn’t get to see the whole shebang of the place. Some of the areas were restricted, and he really wanted to see where the boats were lined up somewhere on the canal, as he found out from Google earth. We even bought tickets to enter the port, and then just walked back out after we saw the inside. I guess that is still going to be in our quest book. We will have to find a guide who knows the place and can tell us what’s what and where’s where. So, anyone out there who is familiar with Tanjung Perak? Please share your stories!