There’s a famous fried chicken in Yogyakarta. It’s so famous that there are branches of Ayam Goreng Nyonya Suharti as far away as Jakarta (which locals seem to refer to as The Big City). I have a connoiseur’s love of fried chicken, having grown up in the Deep South, and so when I caught wind of the original Ayam Goreng Nyonya Suharti just a hop away from our hotel, I had to check it out.
This fried chicken was spectacular: crispy, juicy, and flavorful. It arrived with a crumbly topping that tasted like deep-fried panko bread crumbs. When I asked what the topping was called, I couldn’t get much out of the staff, who only spoke Bahasa, but it sounded like they were saying “keramis.”
We also had karadok, a salad of local greens and vegetables tossed in peanut sauce. The freshness of the greens combined with the spicy sweetness of the peanut sauce made me wonder why we don’t have peanut dressing as a standard dressing for salads more often at home. The hubby agreed, strongly hinting that I should find a good recipe before we move home.
We also ordered a nasi (rice) dish that came with bean sprouts, bok choy, long beans, and a delightful peanut brittle-type rice cake. Again, we were enamored. Who knew that blanched vegetables and rice could be so delightful with the simple addition of a crispy rice cake?
Clearly, I still have so much to learn.