like two vietopians lost in a vietnamese restaurant,
one was ben, and the other one was me,
lost ourselves in delicious noodle soup served in large bowls.
he fancied seafood; i beef.
i quenched my thirst with ginger ale; he bintang.
but soon, oh soon, we arrived at a same conclusion.
we sealed the night with a dark decafeinated taste of 'tatorism',
a term i refer to the drink from tanah toraja, celebes island.
cikini street jakarta in jakarta has both heavens.
for friends and for the good time.