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I'm not a fan of final courses fished from a fryer, but those who don't mind the concept will probably enjoy fried bananas (pisang goreng) — and if not, a scoop of coconut ice cream that comes with it should provide cooling consolation. I can't imagine anyone not relishing the fresh, tart, creamy lemon pie, buttressed by the most buttery of crusts and contrasted with sparkling mango sorbet. Key lime and litchi sorbet are also available, either à la mode or à la carte. That's it for desserts.
Indomania's food and service are not going to knock anyone out of their wooden shoes. Nor is the short, pedestrian wine list (beer goes better anyway). Just the same, this attractive little neighborhood restaurant projects a fetching, quirky personality. Dinner here is like eating at the home of a lovable but absent-minded relative with a knack for good cooking — the orchestration might be shaky, but the hospitality and fare will be fine, and a good time will be had by all.The bad news: It is becoming increasingly clear I'll have to return to Amsterdam if I hope to ever experience another real rijsttafel.