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P-U-licious!
I’ve often smelled the notoriously STANKY durian fruit on the stands outside the doors of markets on Stockton Street in San Francisco’s Chinatown, but I’ve never had the opportunity to try a bite. It IS uniquely off-putting stuff, that’s for sure. People liken it to everything from gym socks to rotting meat to skunk spray. Geez, who WOULDN’T want to belly up to a serving of that?! You can’t even carry a fresh durian onto a bus or into a taxi, the smell is so obnoxious and overpowering.
And it looks so harmless, doesn't it? . . .
Would I order it again? Sure, I might. Or I might try another flavor that doesn’t show up in my local ice creamery. It’s great having the opportunity to visit a sweet shop in an ethnic neighborhood and discover flavors that are as basic and beloved to its citizenry as vanilla and chocolate are in my own neighborhood. You never know when you’ll find something you love so much you’ll get it again and again—like that avocado shake I order every time I go to a particular Vietnamese restaurant back home in Memphis.
As I’ve said ad nauseum, I like to keep an open mind and an open mouth. If I don’t like what I’m trying, at least I’ve made an informed decision. And I can always keep a tin of Altoids with me, just in case!
And it looks so harmless, doesn't it? . . .
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"I'll try anything once" hasn't always been your motto. I seem to recall some chicken feet on our plates in San Francisco a few years ago that you refused to taste although you did pose for a photo with one of them near your mouth. In a definitely insane moment, I actually tried the gnarly things. They tasted like frog legs.
Scuse me, Gir'frien, but I most certainly DID eat the chicken feet. Didn't like them very much and wouldn't order them again, but I wouldn't have known that if I hadn't tried them. You must have been busy spitting yours in a napkin at that moment and missed my bite! ;)
To be more specific, the chicken feet were primarily mouthsful of smooth little knuckles coated in a slippery-but-used-to-be-crispy skin with the faint flavor of chicken. Frogs legs are definitely better—more meat to savor.
It was a joke--people always say frog legs taste like chicken so I just did a little flip-a-roo.
I think frog legs taste like the insides of old gym shoes (or at least what I think the insides of old gym shoes would taste like). They sure as hades don't taste like chicken.
But how do you describe what chicken tastes like? I wonder about that description like I do about how people described the sound of a tornado before the invention of the train. "It was horrible! It sounded just like the train will, once someone invents it!"
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