Comments on: a meal of memories…

By: sari (female)

sari (female) — Thu, 10 Sep 2009 03:39:04 +0000

u know what pia, i wrote my own cooking book: RISJTTAFEL. that’s my 2nd cooking book (published by GRAMEDIA). unfortunely that edition only in bahasa Indonesia. the indonesian food so various, you should try once while you are in indonesia, sometimes…

sari

By: Viola

Viola — Tue, 26 May 2009 23:31:25 +0000

Pia, what a lovely, heartfelt piece. Even though I left Indonesia many years ago, I still feel a deep sense of pride for my homeland and rich culture. Your writing melted my heart…

By: Brittany Noel

Brittany Noel — Sun, 17 May 2009 02:41:40 +0000

Family and heritage is very important to me, too. Reading this post reminds me a lot about my family (not ethnically, really). The things you remember about people. The special dished they cook. Beautiful writing.

By: Michelle

Michelle — Wed, 13 May 2009 11:33:10 +0000

Oh you write so beautifully! You make me miss you more and also make me miss Bali and their beautiful food. Ahhh I can smell the nasi goreng now …… xxxx

By: Christy

Christy — Wed, 13 May 2009 08:52:38 +0000

Pia, reading your post makes me long for food from back home!! Gado-gado, rendang, kerupuk, satay, and of course, Indonesian nasi goreng, the only fried rice in the world that’s truly my favourite!! My mouth is watering at the thought of it. One of these days I’m going to ask my mother to teach me how to cook it. Loved reading your post and knowing about your Indonesian background. With all the fond memories of Indonesian food that you carried into adulthood, your great-grandmother must have been one terrific cook!!

By: Betty

Betty — Wed, 13 May 2009 08:22:15 +0000

What a beautiful post, Pia! I recognise so much you wrote about. I’m an ‘Indo’ too and everytime I see an Indonesian older lady or gentleman I smile at them and think of my grandparents. Every year my mother, sister and I go to the Hague and visit the Pasar Malem Besar (now it’s called Tong Tong Fair) the Indonesian market. We try to eat as much of all the nice food and bring even lots more home with us. Food is, like you, know very important in our culture. But beside the food I’m very happy that I can ‘taste’ the culture there, I’ve never been to Indonesia unfortunatly. So this day trip is something I look forward to every year. Hopefully my soon to be born daugther will like the Indonesian culture just as much as I do.

By: Diana

Diana — Wed, 13 May 2009 08:22:06 +0000

What a dear story. This is also how I think of and remember my grandparents, grand-aunts and uncles and the big, bustling house we visited so often, in this beautiful small town: http://nl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thorn_(Limburg).

Oh, and now you got me craving for rendang. And that in Munich, where there is NO decent indonesian restaurant in sight.

By: linda

linda — Wed, 13 May 2009 02:44:38 +0000

Pia you made me cry, not of sadness but of the beautiful and clear way you described your feelings you feel inside of the mix of cultures you have had woven in to your life by all your beloved family members. Being from mixed race myself ( surinam, polish, indonesian) raised in Amsterdam but living in Seattle. Your story struck a deep cord. Your blog is a source of so much
thank you kindly

By: jen laceda

jen laceda — Wed, 13 May 2009 01:25:17 +0000

Pia,
I’m new to your blog, and now I am just ‘dying’ to see your look!! I hope you have posted some photos of yourself as I am going to hun around your blog now.

By: Novi

Novi — Wed, 13 May 2009 01:01:08 +0000

I feel so proud to be from Indonesia today. I was born in Jakarta, left when I was 3 and had returned only a few times to visit. I went back with my fiance in 1993 and felt so at home surrounded with the friendly people and the wonderful food, which I miss the most. Your post brought back so many good memories. Thank you Pia for your story.