Super Late Breakfast at Nom

After hours of contemplating on whether or not I should go out, I decided to treat myself to a beautiful and refreshing smoothie bowl. Got myself a ride from Go-Jek, put on my helmet, and off I go to Kuta. Despite the super hot breeze, Bali is far more enjoyable to roam around by foot compared to Surabaya. The streets, even though it’s only a couple hours past noon, are packed with tourists and local vendors selling overpriced weaved bracelets. 

It goes by the name Nom, located on the corner of Poppies Street and Legian Street. I do not recommend those of you who are interested to visit this place to bring your own vehicles, other than motorcycle that is, for the little hut does not provide any parking facility. Motorcycle is somewhat okay, but you still got to park it at an empty alley adjacent to Nom. 

A small friendly hut with smiley staff Nom is. The mbok welcomed me with a usual greeting that she may have practiced to welcome foreign tourists. “Welcome to, Nom,” she said, which I replied with a, “Iya, mbok, terima kasih. Mau makan di sini.”. If you love to eat your smoothie bowl while having a cigarette break in between, then this is the place for you. 

I got me the Coco Loco which consisted of a cocoa and banana smoothie base, then topped with a generous amount of shredded coconut, granola, cocoa nibs, and diced mangoes. It was a sight for sore eyes, especially when you’ve been busting your ass flying from cities to cities these past week and not having any beautiful food other than a bowl of warmed up home cooking from Mom. I usually prefer my smoothie bowl to be either berry based, or pitaya based, but I feel like changing up my routine this morning. 

The smoothie had a nice smooth texture instead of the usual icy frozen blob like the ones at Nalu Bowls. There were bits of red substance here and there, which I couldn’t recognize, that gave this sour and refreshing berry hint when you chew on it. I’m guessing that it’s probably goji berry? The banana was dominating the whole flavor wheel, which I am not complaining about because I love banana and banana can never go wrong in smoothie bowl. I’m not a big fan of the shredded coconut, but the refreshing mango was very sweet and mildly sour in a good way. The cacao nibs, on the one hand, was very enjoyable and delicious despite its’ bitterness and the granola was just as nice. 

The mbok at Nom took a picture of me, with my consent of course, with my Coco Loco. “It’s for Instagram,” she said. I took the liberty to ask her for a copy because, bitch, I’m feelin’ pretty today!

In between my late late breakfast, I made a rather long video call with Davie and we exchanged stories about what happened last night when we decided to sleep while leaving the phone call continuously running through out the night. “Kamu ngorok ancur banget tadi malem,” he said. Boy, I warned you before about how ugly I can be when I sleep. There’s no turning back now. 

Nom Smoothie Bowl

Gang Poppies II

Legian, Kuta

Bali 80361

Opening Hours:

MON - SAT: 7 AM - 10 PM

SUN: 9 AM - 10 PM

Contact:

+62 812 7979 0822

Pratha and Masala Chai at Warung Pappys

It has been approximately three weeks since I moved to Bali. Yes, I bid my goodbye to Surabaya with a heavy heart, but, hey, we all have to move on at one point, right? The first week was too much for me to handle; I was diagnosed with Dengue Fever, I had to adapt with the hectic schedule in Bali, I got no friends to talk to (still do), the neighborhood of where I am currently living is very noisy I had to force myself to sleep every night with the never ending dangdut music playing from just across the street, and I got no internet connection here whatsoever. It got better on the second week, but I was still struggling. Luckily, I got my day offs and I managed to spend some nights at Jakarta, mending my mental health with my loved ones. Going back to Bali was still arduous, but then I managed affirm myself that it is okay. Eventually, things got better. 

One of the things that gives me an extra boost of energy during rainy days is Warung Pappys, a small Indian dinning place just a walk away from my place. Located adjacent to the narrow, yet crowded, street of Kubu Anyar, Warung Pappys is the place to enjoy authentic Indian cuisine when you’re in the mood for a warm Masala Chai and a finger-lickin’-good Cheese and Milk Pratha. Those two are the bomb combination I’ve been having these past two weeks at nights when I feel like going out, yet too lazy to drive to La Favela. 

Kneaded on demand, the chef at Warung Pappys made their food fresh based on the customer’s orders. I had to wait for around half an hour for a piece of Cheese and Milk Pratha, but it was worth the wait. Thank God my Masala Chai always comes earlier than my food, so I could enjoy sipping the warm and milky spiced tea as I wait for my toasted dough to arrive on my table. Frothy, milky, well-spiced, and just enough sweetness to satisfy your sweet-tooth, Warung Pappys plain Masala Chai tastes amazing! I always get my Masala Chai warm because ain’t no ice cubes gonna comfort my fragile body on a windy Bali night. Although it tastes even better when you drink it in between your bites of Cheese and Milk Pratha, I always drink my Masala Chai as an appetizer and dessert. 

When I first ordered my Pratha, I expect my Pratha to be like the martabak at Warung Bu Nana’s, but I ended up getting corrected. My Pratha came in a rather large plate and it filled the whole platter to the brim. It was garnished with grated cheese and drizzled with a heavy amount of condensed milk. Boy, was I excited? The thing I noticed from Warung Pappys Pratha is that it got this hint of garlic here and there. Very subtle, very well hidden, but it’s there! And, unexpectedly, it worked well with the whole cheese and sticky sweet milk. Most of the surface of the Pratha was charred, making the whole thing very crispy and most of the time deliciously enjoyable. The dough was plain, although a bit savory, and the texture was undeniably solid, yet chewy. The size may be too big for some people, and of course the combination of milk and cheese can be sickening as well for those who have weak stomach, but, I bullshit you not, I may be able to finish two and a half portion of this baby. 

Unfortunately, customers aren’t allowed to smoke inside the dining place as it’s exclusive for non-smokers only, so I had to step out of the tavern to enjoy a sip, or two, after I finish my hearty meal. The price range may not be as budget-friendly as you think, but it's okay and somewhat acceptable. After all, they are serving authentic Indian food here at Warung Pappys. At some points, when I glanced through the separating glass that divides the dinning area and the kitchen, I saw a friendly-faced plump Indian man kneading some dough, along side a beautiful woman in sari whose face looks more Indonesian than the Indian man himself. My guess is that the couple is Pappys and Mammys.    

Warung Pappys

Jalan Kubu Anyar, No. 29

Kuta, Kabupaten Badung

Bali 80361

Opening Hours:

MON - SUN: 11AM - 10PM

Contact:

+62 812 3631 2885

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