So the story behind this discovery is I was waiting for jelly after her Mizuno run. Yes, I do watch people run rather than running myself. So after the run, we head to the nearby market to have breakfast.
As per my house rules, in a new place, just look for the longest line and this line was long. Long in terms of the wait was 25 mins for those 6 measly things but the dedication, effort and precision put into this, in my eyes, simple local breakfast got me impressed.
There are not only the traditional standard rice flour cakes but the toppings of the stewed radishes contained fried onions and I detected a brave hint of raisins? It was a strange cacophony of tastes in my mouth, but it made sense. And I really liked it.
Everyone in the line were upset by the wait, but everyone was happy when they got it. I think that speaks volumes.
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