I came across longkong in the durian orchard we visited recently.
“Oooh, longan,” I said, before being corrected by our Thai host that these were in fact longkong.
I came across longkong in the durian orchard we visited recently.
“Oooh, longan,” I said, before being corrected by our Thai host that these were in fact longkong.
I’m clearly someone who loves to be disappointed.
Why do I think this, you might wonder? Well, it’s because I adore buffets, despite the fact that they are usually pretty crap.
From sad pork pies at a wedding disco, to greasy scrapings of Peking duck skin at the all-you-can-eat Chinese, to dried pebbles of scrambled egg at the breakfast buffet, the intention is often superior to the food.
Are you getting your 5-a-day of bamboo? If you answered yes, you’re either an internet-savvy panda or a patently troubled individual.
Luckily, it’s what’s inside the bamboo that we’re interested in.
I had previously considered nam oi (sugar cane juice) the undisputed title holder of “World’s Least Healthy Juice”, so it came as a shock to find out there was another contender snapping at its heels.
Spying this stall in a Rayong market, I asked our Thai host what it was. “Palm sugar juice,” she replied.
There is a substance so noxiously pervasive that car hire agreements, restaurants, hotels, public transport and a multitude of other locations ban it from coming within 1,000 paces.
The substance is durian, an edible fruit with a famously offensive smell. Mmmmmm, sounds delicious.
If that was not enough to put me off, H told me when he first tried it as a youngster in Malaysia, he was instantly and extravagantly sick. Eurk.