The best Nasi Campur you'll ever eat

Remember this name - Warung Muslim. And don't leave Gili Air if you haven't eaten here at least once. Or maybe thrice.

During the lunch break on the first day of our diving course at Manta Dive Gili Air, we saw the instructors getting their lunch packets and gobbling them up in record time. The food looked simple from a distance - rice, meat, vegetables and crackers - and yet everyone was having it. We were too involved with our diving lessons that day, and we didn't really make much of it. Only when our course completed, and we were celebrating the achievement with our instructors, did we remember to ask them "What is it that you guys eat for lunch?". They looked at us incredulously "You don't know about Warung Muslim???". Sheepishly, we shook our heads and fessed our ignorance. That invoked a short Oscar-worthy performance from our instructor. I can't describe it in words, but suffice to say, our only response was "Is it open now? Please say yes". Sadly, of course, the answer was no. So we promised ourselves a lunch date the following day. 

And Warung Muslim did not disappoint. We followed a narrow lane from the beachside close to Manta Dive, crossed Omah Gili, and reached a very small joint on the way to the village. Just one table adorned the place. Nobody makaans (eat-here) here, it's all bungus (take-away). And so we did too. A little bit of this, and a little bit of that, to assemble the most perfect nasi campur in a parcel. And we added some rice crackers for good measure. All for a measly sum of money. 

We couldn't wait to get home. In traditional Indonesian style, we sat cross-legged on the floor, savoured the multitude of smells as we opened the parcel, and devoured the food with our hands. The taste was so alluring, we made this our staple lunch for the next few days, and vowed to be back for more. 

This break was meant to cross out my bucket list items, but more seem to be getting get added instead.