... although I think his also included 'no dogs' and 'no guns'!
Anyway, it appears that Durian are currently in season. We've been smelling them every time we enter a supermarket. They have a very strange but incredibly pungent scent, best described as smelling like gas, maybe something rotting, or some kind of chemical. Rob and I were trying to describe it whilst in the car last week, when we suddenly found ourselves driving past a municipal rubbish dump. We both inhaled the smell and exclaimed "Durian!"
They're very odd looking fruit - I couldn't resist a shot with one in the supermarket recently.
As you can see, they sell them whole, halved and in segments of varying sizes. They're incredibly expensive, with a whole Durian costing up to $30 (about 15 UK pounds).
I couldn't help but think that something so expensive must have something to recommend it. I have seen lots of people buying them, so they're clearly popular. And they're in season - I won't get the chance to try one for another year.
So I bought a piece. The smallest piece I could find.
It was squidgy and almost silky in texture. It kind of looked like a raw chicken breast, and the flesh was soft and custardy.
Obviously it smelled gross, but surely once you get it past your nose it'll taste OK. Right?
It tasted as vile as it smelled! Totally revolting. Pungent and acrid, a kind of chemically taste that stuck in your throat and brought on the gag-reflex.
Needless to say it went straight in the bin... the OUTSIDE bin.
You win some, you lose some! Just take it from me, this one's just not worth it.