Rice and Me It is not a secret that there is an inseparable relation between Indonesians and rice, and I can guarantee it. We Indonesians have been worshiping rice to be the mother of food wherever and whenever since we are able to eat. What makes it more ridiculous is that we even can’t say food as a main food without rice on it. Our addiction to rice is already in an incurable level, and it could distress us, especially when we are living in a place that rice has the same place with bread and other carbohydrates. It’s almost two weeks for me to live abroad. Since the increasing number of Asians living here, rice is commonly sold in every supermarket and is relatively cheap. The problem is that I cannot eat rice everyday as the schedule in postgraduate study could be very tight and we need some times to cook it. I therefore have to learn eating bread or chips to be efficient in my daily life. But I’ve just realized that it’s not that easy to leave rice even only for two days! Actually I am not sick or something but I just cannot stand eating chips or bread regularly, especially with the odd taste of strange cuisines. Well yes it’s not a big problem and I know some people that finally get used to it but still, learning to live without rice is as hard as learning language 