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Trick Art Museum: Seoul vs Jakarta

Actually this is a little bit related to my previous post: Dapuraya. After looking for peci in other places, we finally decided to buy the one we saw in Pasaraya. When we paid in the cashier, I read a brochure about the benefits of Pasaraya Passport. Remember, I had it after my first visit to Pasaraya before. Other than for collecting points, Passport could be used for discounts in parking fee, and 50% discounts in entering Trick Art Museum in the 7th floor.

I stunned. Entering what? Trick Art Museum, isn't it the one I'd been to in Hongdae, Seoul? It's an exhibition or gallery with tricky paintings. The objects in the paintings looked alive, or you can be part of the paintings. I love to take pictures with this kind of Trick Art, for example: Angel Wings. I definitely will come for a visit next time.

My third visit to Pasaraya was with my sister to specially come to Trick Art Museum. We also went together to Trick Art Museum in Seoul, so she's my partner in crime for…

Dapuraya

It was started when my husband (fiance at that time) and I were buying peci (a moslem hat) for our wedding. One of famous places in Jakarta to look for moslem clothes is Al Madina in Pasaraya Blok M shopping center. After browsing around, we decided to think and search in other places first.

We then had lunch in Dapuraya, Pasaraya Food Court in basement. It was the best Indonesian Authentic food court ever! There were MANY stalls selling unique Indonesian foods, from heavy meals to traditional snacks and deserts. Now they are expanding with Dapuraya 2. I became more excited when I saw Ayam Penyet Ria stall, my favorite Indonesian restaurant when I was living in Singapore. Everytime I had a hard time, Ayam Penyet Ria always could heal me. I immediately ordered the original smash chicken from Ayam Penyet Ria, and Tempe Mendoan from other stall for snack. Authentic, delicious, but not too expensive.

Ayam Penyet Ria
When I paid for the foods in the cashier, the girl offered me to create P…