It was gloomy all day. Despite the rain, we decided to go for a walk before our 12 bus ride. We passed by this street stall selling something that looked like rice or some sort of spring roll that had been cooked in a banana leaf. I wasn’t really sure what it was though, but decided to try it. We walked back to the stall and I asked what it was. She was unwrapping the food from slightly charred banana leaves. “Bananas,” the woman replied. Rice seemed to be a part of the dish as well. Can’t go wrong there. Matt and I took a seat, waiting for our banana and rice. The stall consisted of a small table housing the ingredients with a large pot warming over a coal bbq. Short tables accompanied by ever shorter stools were placed nearby. To our surprise and delight, the woman lifted the lid off the pot to reveal a milky coconut and tapioca sauce which she liberally pour over the slices of grilled banana and rice. We each took a spoonful of the warm dessert. It tasted wonderful. The banana was soft and sweet, complemented by the crispy stickiness of the grilled glutinous rice, and the warm coconut sauce pulled the simple flavors together and warmed up as we sat in out wilted raincoats on those little stools.