I then decided to buy a few pieces of Durianfrom the local market. It was wrapped in celophane and I hung
it from my wing mirror outside the car on the way home - it smells
so strong.
Guada wouldn't let me bring it into the house. I just had to try some!!!!!!!!
It is like cutting into something really pasty, and eating something 'hot'with a consistency of dijon mustard mixed with flour, and
the taste is just NASTY and claggy and you just want to get it
off your tongue.
I wouldn't let the kids try eating any, but I made them look at it to see the consistency. We wrapped it up and put it in the bin!!




The Durian season is here- looks like a small football with bumps and smells like sick or rotting flesh. They are banned from hotels and public places, but you can still buy them, or collect them when they fall from the Durian trees.
We have Durian trees along the railway line and the locals come and collect them first thing in the morning once they have fallen overnight and last thing when they have fallen during the day.
You need a machete to cut them up, the inside is a little like a concker with compartments and the flesh is yellowy.
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