Need a visual aid for your print edition? Jonathan Gold visits the home of the Indonesian urap ("the salad is tossed with coconut, then shredded into a rough, pink paste, whose overtones include sweetness and penetrating bitterness, fleeting perfume and a sort of persistant, almsot human reek that is akin to the smell of a beaded angora sweater pulled from the bottom of a pile at a vintage shop") at Indo Cafe in Palms. Click through for Anne Fishbein's spectacular photos and read more in Gold's Counter Intelligence, "Out of the Ashes and into the Urap at Indo Cafe."
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