Once, I felt this like crazy: craving for sambal matah. The crispness and crunchiness of fresh cut onion, the heat of the chilis, the lovely smell and pungent taste of the lemongrass, the fragrant citrusy and spiciness of kaffir lime… made me drool. If only I could get any nasi campur and sambal matah now! One has to fly to Bali to get them! Oh Ibu Oka!
So when friends and I went to Cianjur, i saw these scattered on the wooden floor:
– kaffir lime leaves
suddenly the sun shone through the clouds… I waited no more and started to cut them into thin fine slices. mixed well, the ingredients were infused with heated oil, fresh from the wok. et voila…..
The smell …heavenly… It was the best condiment for the fried chicken and fish, Sayur Asam, and krupuks we had for lunch. Friends loved it too!
did i happen to mention that the wooden floor also served as the cutting board?