
Tengkleng is a kind of soup with the main ingredients of goat bone. Tengkleng itself is a typical cuisine of Solo City.
The history, when the ancient times that can enjoy goat meat is only the nobles and also the Dutch colonial. Workers and cooks only have their heads, legs and bones.
No lack of sense from the cook, finally the bones along with the rest of the meat that is still attached cooked in such a way as to produce a dish called nengkleng.
The kitchen was neat, and was ready to welcome me with all the cooking ingredients I brought.
I myself am not someone who is very skilled in the field of cooking. However, I was often invited to chat about various types of food when in the market.
Whether it's the customers of mothers who tell about a food, or even sometimes Bu Suryo who shares his experience in cooking.
That's what makes me know and understand a little bit about the middleman. Bu Suryo once told me that the skull actually almost resembles a goat gulai.
However, the difference between the two dishes is if the goat gulai is cooked using coconut milk, while the skull is not.
Therefore, according to the experience of Bu Suryo many people around him who consider tengkleng is a mild version of goat gulai. It is considered to be lower in cholesterol.
Immediately I take a large pot of water to boil which I will use to boil goat ribs.
While waiting for the water to boil, I prepared a smooth spice that would later be put into the second rib stew.
Lemongrass and galangal I decided to be patched simultaneously to save more time.
There are some garlic and onions too. However, of the many spices, only this time I use deaf flowers.
A strange but ringing name in my head when the flower was said by Bu Suryo. But that's one of the key spices to make a skull.
Jaka suddenly came over when I was busy preparing the fine spices needed.
"Sir, let Jaka help" he said.
"Eh, no Jaka. You just sit and wait for the cooking so yes. This time let the madak mbak himself."
"Sir, this is boiling water. Where's the goat rib?"
I didn't want to force him to keep quiet. If it is like that, however I will lecture him still he will ignore.
"On top of that fridge." I said.
He immediately moved quickly to take the ribs and put them in the pot.
Meanwhile, I still continue to prepare the refined herbs.
We both focused on cooking together until when Jaka let out a beat.
"Roni who usually does not like to be disturbed if you cook again yes, Ma'am."
Hearing that remark, I also suddenly felt a longing for Roni.
Indeed, usually when Roni is in the kitchen, he will be very focused in order to complete the task immediately.
After that, he will help me or help Jaka. Not infrequently, he chose to sit and act like a foreman who made us both laugh.
We dissolve in memories with Roni, someone who can make us laugh with her serious mannerisms.
The actual cooking time is quite long and is finished just like that.
I prepared dishes and containers to insert the nape that was finished cooking.
Jaka also rushed to make a warm tea in the old silver iron teapot.
We both sat together in the dining room and enjoyed a neck that was so thick.
The erratic chatter interspersed with jokes and laughter between me and Jaka made the atmosphere of dinner this time feel warm and so delicious.