Anytime, anywhere I find aunts feeding me or delivering food to me. Yesterday one aunt delivered a durian to my doorstep. This morning my other aunt drove over homemade bamboo soup. Nothing beats the warmth of Vietnamese people. Vietnamese people don't say "I love you" but they definitely show it through hot soups and stinky fruits.
In my last days here I'm going to start a series called "Why I love Vietnam: anytime, anywhere." It's a count down simply put of why I love Vietnam. There are many things that permeate the culture and you can basically find them at anytime, anywhere in Vietnam. Through this I hope to capture the small nuances of my day and the things I now take for granted having lived here for nearly 2 years.
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The process of Sầu riêng (Durian)
Non-Asian people think this fruit smells. Actually Asian people also think it smells but at least we don't use it as an ingredient on Fear Factor. Psh. Noobs.
This is my first attempt at opening a durian all by myself. My aunt dropped it by my house yesterday, I was very excited and a tad bit overwhelmed at the prospects of opening this extremely spikey fruit.
Step 1: Stare at fruit. |
Step 2: Poke at fruit to see really how sharp it is. It's sharp. |
Step 3: Get REALLY BIG KNIFE! |
Step 4: Find a strong person (in this case myself). Rip open with bare hands. RAWWWWR! |
Step 5: Bask in success. |
Step 6: Bon appetite. This delicacy beats caviar any day suckas. |
Note: Ok, so for the observant, yes there was already slices in the durian when I first got it. Yes, that means it was actually really easy to open. No, I didn't use the really big knife at all actually. No, you still need to be really strong to open it. Yes I am one of the best damn durian openers ever. Thank you.
1 comment:
Asian ppl always give food!
I still haven't gotten around to trying durian. I really want to eat it, despite the stinky smell. :)
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