|Don't let the froth fool you...|
Jamu is a blanket term for Indonesian medicinal formulations. We were hunting down some idli recently in Melaka when we spotted a makeshift stall apparently selling refreshments. We perused the little packets in a plastic bin and saw photographs and illustrations denoting ailments addressed or positive endstates after drinking some jamu.
|Left, we concluded it was a woman with an aching back and not a rape scene. Right, virility via dried seahorse.|
|The jamu lady, dispenser of health and beautifying Indonesian products for immigrants.|
|A jamu packet for every need. Boxes are cut halfway to display the different types.|
|Powdered energy drinks and a jug of purified water, Manila streets.|
|All you need.|
|Be the strongest shadow-puppet on the block.|
|The biodiversity-reflecting muck that is jamu.|
|A kampung egg with a marvelously orange yolk.|
|Mystery fermented syrup.|
It is also worth noting that I felt exceptionally great and bright-eyed the whole day despite all the eating that had taken place against my better judgement. Which leads me to conclude that megadoses of pleasure deserve megadoses of displeasure, which are in turn perversely pleasurable.
|Want some jamu with those raw eggs, Gaston?|