Two Javanese grandmas are drinking soup from ceramic bowls. I join them and order the same. When I ask them what they are drinking, they smile, look confused and answer "ice". It's true, I can taste ice cubes in the sweet soup of jelly the lady puts in front of me. I stir the white liquid until it becomes brown with coconut sugar. The jellies float on top and I can't help but laugh, I love Asia for this. Drinking candy soup next to old giggling women. Pure happiness.