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Tuesday, 17 February 2026
YIA Day 3 │ Sekar Kedhaton!
Arriving After a Morning at Borobudur
After our morning at Borobudur, stepping into Sekar Kedhaton felt like entering a living piece of Yogyakarta’s royal past. Known as The Majestic Traditional Restaurant, it welcomed us with Javanese architecture, warm smiles, and a calm sense of ceremony. It was the perfect place to slow down.
A Space Shaped by Javanese Artistry
Inside, tall carved beams and soft lantern light created a space that felt both grand and intimate. The polished floors reflected the warm glow, and the servers—dressed in traditional attire—moved with gentle, practiced ease. Nothing felt rushed. Everything carried the quiet confidence of deep cultural roots.
A Lunch Rooted in Tradition
Lunch arrived like a small introduction to Yogyakarta’s flavours. Rich gravies, fragrant spices, and simple but elegant plating made each dish feel comforting and refined at the same time. After the peaceful morning at Borobudur, the meal continued the same gentle rhythm.
A Rare Cup: Kopi Luwak Peaberry Arabica
Among our drinks, one stood out: Kopi Luwak Peaberry Arabica. Luwak coffee itself was already rare, but the peaberry version made it even more special.
Kopi Luwak’s unique process—where civets eat the cherries and the beans ferment naturally—created a cup that was smooth, low in acidity, and surprisingly gentle. The peaberry, a single rounded bean inside the cherry, added extra richness.
Served with quiet ceremony, the coffee arrived aromatic and complex, with notes of caramel and warm earth. The first sip was silky and clean, almost sweet, and it lingered like a warm memory.
We loved it so much that we bought a box to take home for IDR401,000 (≈ MYR93/USD24/EUR20).
An Unexpected Delight: The Mini Bird Park
Just when we thought the experience had reached its peak, Sekar Kedhaton revealed a small surprise—a mini bird park tucked inside the grounds.
It wasn’t large, but it was full of charm. Colourful birds hopped between branches, their calls adding a playful soundtrack to the afternoon. Children wandered wide‑eyed, and adults lingered longer than planned. We found ourselves slowing down again, watching the birds glide and preen as if they were part of the restaurant’s living décor.
What We Ordered
We were happy to find our favourite dishes on the menu and ordered them right away:
Sop Iga Brongkos
Sop Buntut
2 Wedang Singosari
1 Wedang Majapahit
1 Kopi Luwak Peaberry Arabica
The total came to IDR499,700 (≈ MYR116/USD30/EUR25)—a belated Valentine’s meal that felt perfect for the setting.
Leaving With a Sense of Place
When we stepped back outside, it felt like we had experienced more than just lunch. Sekar Kedhaton offered a sense of place—rooted in culture, shaped by hospitality, and brightened by the gentle presence of its feathered residents.
It was a meal that stayed with us long after we left, reminding us that Yogyakarta’s beauty lives not only in its temples, but also in the spaces where tradition, nature, and daily life meet.
The Road Back
After eating, we met Pak Didik at one o’clock for the hour-long drive back to ibis Styles Hotel. The ride passed quickly as we shared stories about daily life in Yogyakarta and Kuala Lumpur—the ordinary, the funny, and everything in between.
Somewhere along the way, we learned about Yogya’s true sporting pride: PSS Sleman. No matter what Real Madrid or Juventus fans do, nothing, we were told, matches the passion of PSS Sleman’s ultras. If we ever watched a match here, we suspected we’d spend more time watching the supporters than the game.
Back at the Hotel
Soon we were back at the hotel, with plans for Pak Didik to pick us up early the next morning for our trip to Kulon Progo Airport. I collected the laundry we had dropped off earlier, and we headed up to our room.
Stay tuned for the next video as we take one last walk through the streets of Malioboro!
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