In Shamini Flint's Inspector Singh Investigates: Bali Conspiracy Most Foul: A Bali Conspiracy Most Foul, the corpulent eponymous hero is on secondment to the hunt for the Bali bombers, and finds a moment to stuff himself silly with some Indonesian food.
Singh took a deep breath. He smelt the spicy warm scent of ikan bakar, fish wrapped in banana leaf, on the hotel barbecue. His nostril hairs quivered appreciatively. Wherever he was, the smell of cooking food was always enticing... The policeman shrugged and ordered a cold Bintang beer and a nasi goreng.
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His nasi goreng arrived, a neat hemisphere of fried rice topped with a fried egg, its soft yellow yolk trickling down the sides like lava from a newly awakened volcano. A chicken drumstick, six sticks of satay, achar or pickled vegetables and a couple of cucumber slices, were neatly arranged around the circumference of the plate. He ate every last bit with gusto, including the small bowl of sliced green chilli padi floating in light soya sauce.
Singh tried to avoid thinking of the oily food coalescing around his arteries.
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