Wednesday 21 December 2011: Bassist not required
I think monochrome must have stolen my phone and emailed himself my blip when I wasn't looking. Alternatively there was nothing else we saw on our separate lunchtime wanders that was worth a photo.
KD at work today had a random fruit based sweety thing, as he often does. There was quite a commotion as people tried it, most were not pulling a happy face afterwards. So I went for a taste. First of all it smelled freakin awful. Then I tasted it.
Now I will eat most things, in fact if I am ever going to anyone's house for tea and they ask if there is anything I don't eat the only thing I have on my list is celeriac. However I would gladly eat celeriac cooked any way you liked rather than eat this stuff again. Even salad cream wouldn't make it palatable.
The Durian fruit. Avoid. You will see one quote on wikipedia that claims the taste is like "completely rotten, mushy onions". I can only agree.
you: Celeriac?
me: aye, what of it?
you: what kind of world do you live in where you imagine you might get served celeriac?
me: I don't know, but if I don't mention it I might get it.
you: Dumbass. And another thing, didn't the fact that people obviously didn't like it put you off?
me: well no, I have to admit it piqued my interest
you: I'm going to let the use of the word "piqued" slide for the moment. Ok so the smell didn't put you off either?
me: hmm, it did dampen my enthusiasm somewhat
you: and yet you still ate it!
me: well, yeah.
you: you are a freakin' numpty.
me: a numpty that very nearly barfed.
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