The 32 ml jamu has a potent bitter taste that can be off-putting to picky eaters.
Light beras kencur might be a good alternative.
It is served with pretty tiny cup and jug-like glass, both put on a lavish wood tray, typical instagram-worthy dish.
It is an unconventionally sweet drink with slightly underlying bitter taste.
Every beverage in Acaraki is complemented with sugar and honey (additional charges may apply to some condiments).
My goodbye drink was Saranti, the third variation of beras kencur that served no trace of beras kencur at all.
It tasted more like a milkshake, rather than “artisanal” jamu.
Despite my confusion, it was actually a pretty satisfying drink. It had an appropriate sweet taste and came in big portion. I suggest you enjoy it cold.
It is hard to understand what’s in Jony Yuwono’s mind when he built Acaraki.
All the flaws that all restaurants nowadays struggle to avoid are available in doomsday-ish abundance here: obscure location and little-variation on the menu, just to name a few.
But Acaraki is surprisingly packed with urban workers and tourists, flocking this hidden herbs haven with revealing joy and laughters.
Perhaps these days good eateries shouldn’t spoil people with overwhelming and flashing offers. Rare experiences not to be found anywhere will be enough.
