Sunday, September 28, 2014

Durian

Ever since my experience living with David's mom...I've been craving durian.  She would buy one every two weeks and I discovered my love for them.  I told my parents that we should try it and they were surprisingly open to the idea despite the legendary smell it would have.
We spent the evening cracking open the spiky specimen from Korean market.  Tried to open it like the way David's mom taught me (she was flawless with the art of cutting durian), but ended up chopping it in odd places haha  It was fun.  The three of us huddled around the kitchen floor with gloves, trashbags and a large knife.
It was delicious. Dad ate at least one serving each night from that day on.  We kept it in our other fridge bc of the pungent smell.  Happy happy :)  Excuse the ugliness of the durian.  It was our first try.

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