Between Sidoarjo, the quake, and the crash, Chad and I have put in a series of really long days. I'm feeling pretty wiped out as I sit here this Friday morning. So here's a subject commensurate with my mental powers: the tuna donut!
This was not exactly a donut, to be fair; I guess it was some kind of dumpling. But the breading was sweet and fried. Inside was spiced tuna, possibly smoked tuna. It was OK, certainly edible, but a little unsettling. Like one of those marriages that makes you think, How did these people end up together?