I've been meaning to do this post for some time but didn't have the shots. Lucky for me, there were many durian stands along the road along the Andaman Sea.
25 baht a kilo. Not too bad I guess. I'm currently paying 30 Baht a kilo in my neighborhood in Bangkok.
Where do I begin with durian? Loved by many, reviled by many. I happen to think it's one of the best things I've ever tasted. It's rich, complex, but almost indescribable. To me it tastes custard like, almondy. It's complex the same way chocolate, coffee, and wine are. It even has a strange intoxicating effect upon me. Others think it tastes like onions, dirty socks, or simply refuse to eat it because of a very rotten smell. But for me, the smell is second only to the taste.
I usually don't have a lot of tolerance for food squeemishness for this simple reason: it is food to someone, it can be food to you as well. Affluence affords us the luxury to pick and choose what foods taste yummy and good, and aviod the "strange" foods. I do the opposite: I relish the privaledge to try everyting.
As I said above, I usually don't tolerate food squeemishness. Durian is a special case though. According to my friend Wikipedia, three different scientific studies were done on durian with each finding a "...different mix of volatile compounds, including esters, ketones and many different organosulfur compounds..." Lucky for me, these things don' have much effect upon me and I can and will eat durian until I make myself sick.
This guy really didn't want to cut open this durian for me. I can't say I blame him.
Against my better judgement I ate more than half of a two kilo durian after having eaten a large lunch of curry and rice, fried dough balls of some sort, and a large sugary thai tea. A couple hours later I was still regretting it while peddaling my bicycle through the heat. They say that it is dangerous to mix durian and alcohol. I don't know why, but I don't think I want to find out.