| Keureuling Nagan |
The night is getting darker. The drizzling slowly and surely continued to wet our journey tonight from Bakongan to Banda Aceh.
In the middle of the trip, right in the middle of the forest of Trans Perot Mountain, we were buying because we were hungry. While at the same time on the left and right side of the road there is not a single stall that sells rice.
The "panic" soon vanished when a friend of our trip called someone in Nagan who was a long journey away from Mount Trans.
Someone in Nagan confirmed us by telephone so we stopped by his place to enjoy Kuah Keureuling.
Seeing the clock at 22:30 it was not possible it all happened. But that's the name of fortune, will not run to where it is our fortune. The right response from a friend when we are hungry, plus we haven't enjoyed the taste of Keulinguling in a long time.
When we arrived everything was neatly arranged. Fresh cashew keureuling immediately solves the problem of our stomach with all its extraordinary flavor.
Alhamdulillah'alakulli p. []