Baby you hardly even notice
When I try to show you, this
Song is meant to keep you
From doing what you're supposed to
Waking up too early
Maybe we can sleep in
I'll make you banana pancakes
Pretend like it's the weekend now
~ Jack Johnson
Bali holds a special place in our hearts.
Bali was the very first place C and I travelled together way back in 2005. Our first South East Asian adventure. C's first taste of my travel organizing spreadsheets and the lists-monster that is Travelling Nessie.
It was a bit of a culture shock to start off with: getting grabbed at walking down the road by street hawkers yelling "plait your hair", getting ripped off at a dodgy currency exchange place down an alley, but once we adjusted we couldn't help but fall in love with the place and the incredible people.
Four weeks of surfing (C), sun bathing (me) and banana pancakes for breakfast overlooking the beach. It's a hard life I tell ya.
So when I heard about the earthquake in Indonesia earlier last week, my heart went out to all those beautiful people in Bali and Indonesia who have gone through so much and also to our friends traveling over there at the mo. Tetaplah Kuat, stay strong, we're thinking of you.
Remembering that amazing Bali trip got me craving Bali Banana Pancakes. Anyone who's done any travelling in Indo knows that this ubiquitous breakfast meal deserves its place in the food hall of fame.
We had them everyday for brekkie. Without fail. And be you in the bustling back streets of Kuta, or a lazy warung on the cliffs overlooking Uluwatu, they were always amazing and somehow always exactly the same: sliced bananas embedded in a thick slightly-chewy pancake drizzled with a sweet maplesque syrup.
And when washed down with a steaming super-sweet mug of kopi while watching one perfect peeling wave after another, they are quite simply spectacular.
Breakfast of champions.