An update on my earlier post about durian:
Went to SEA for a late-night take-out order for the Boy's Fourth Meal. In penance for making me drive him during an Anthony Bourdain episode in my PJs, I made him get me a durian smoothie. And penance was paid a thousand-fold back upon me.
I only managed about 4 sips before I dumped it into the trashcan (the giant outdoor one for collection, so it couldn't emanate its putrid nuclear-waste glow on us anymore). My best attempt at describing the taste: rotten pineapple and running shoes in a men's locker room. It definitely starts with kind of a tropical-fruit-gone-bad kind of taste, which is like heaven compared to the sharp urinal smell that follows. Something is definitely pee-like in that flavor profile.
Probably not (the Boy's) money well spent, but it's nice to have broadened one's horizons.
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