Writing 101 ~ Day Four: Serially Lost

Today’s Prompt: Write about a loss: something (or someone) that was part of your life, and isn’t any more.

I left my country of birth, Singapore, with mixed feelings. It was a combination of sadness and excitement. Excited to live in the US, a country I have visited many times, mega land mass, 4 time zones, different seasons, new culture & lifestyle. Sad to leave my Singapore apartment empty and not knowing when I’ll be back to clean, clean, clean. Sad that I will not have the joy of just stepping out the door and walking 5 minutes to superb, cheap and very tasty food at Hawker Centers, to down late night supper at 1 a.m. if my stomach called out. I was going to miss the people close to me and I knew I was also going to miss (painfully miss) the world’s stinkiest fruit ~ The Durian.

Prickly Stinky Durian with Goop

Prickly Stinky Durian with Goop

The Durian is just irreplaceable. Nothing can substitute it. It looks like a monstrous cannon ball with spikes and since childhood I have always made it a point to join in the frenzy when the family adults laid out newspapers on the ground and then squatted, pried open this grisly, revolting, deadly stink-bomb … and everyone with their bare fingers dug into that yellow, gooey mush which some have claimed looks like “intestines in a state of decomposition”.

At work we were told “no Durians during lunch” because the stench/fragrance (depending whether you hate or love it) will stick to you all afternoon and even accompany you into the conference room.

Yeah, as a safety measure, we female durian lovers held back & refrained from enjoying Durians 10 hours before our first dates. I’ve never asked if guys did likewise. Fortunately my gringo hubby passed the durian test ~ heck! he exceeded my expectations ~ I had to share the first durian we had together, 50:50. These days when we’re back in Singapore, he is the one looking out for Durians.

To date we have not been able to find fresh Durians in the US, only frozen ones, otherwise we would be trying to grow that “King of Fruits” which Smells like Hell but Tastes like Heaven.

Update: I’ve had a bad night of Durian-dreams after writing the above post. I’ll probably drive 34 miles today to get some frozen “already dug out & neatly wrapped up Durian goop”. Will this lead to Serially Lost Part II?  Many things can manifest from Durians you know …

 

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21 responses to “Writing 101 ~ Day Four: Serially Lost

  1. Hahahaha! Oh no! Not the durian fruit! Argh, so stinky!! I tasted it on my last trip, in a pudding, but I couldn’t stomach it. Great post!

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  2. Sounds gross, but your link helped me understand. Your blog showed the passion you still have for your home 🙂

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  3. ‘…that yellow, gooey, mush which some have claimed looks like “intestines in a state of decomposition”’ – I laughed aloud at that one! What a crazy description of Durian. I’ve never heard anyone call it that before but I don’t think I’ll be able to see it any other way now. Great take on the ‘loss’ assignment!

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  4. I came here because of The Durian photo. Smells like hell but tastes like heaven, I second that! 😆

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  5. I don’t think I’ve ever heard of the durian until now but I quite like your lively description of it.

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  6. have you tried growing durian in your home garden? My husband used to grow all kinds of things where we live…some things just to see if they would grow here, like cotton and tobacco.

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    • Yes, we have tried from seeds sent to us by friends back home, from frozen ones, from seeds bought on e-bay, all in vain. I guess Durians want to keep their roots in the Tropics.

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  7. Cool post! But I would have a problem trying to eat anything that smells like rotten mice. LOL!!

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  8. My mom moved to London from Singapore and she constantly reminds us of how much she misses eating Durian. Loved the blog though!

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  9. Nice interpretation of the prompt! Though I have never tried durians after living in Singapore for nine years or so.

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  10. argghhhh! durian! i remember growing up with it – we used to balik kampong on an annual basis to visit a relative of relative who owns the durian and chempedak plantation. I used to like it, but I grew out of it. Probably the case of too much durians! Still love chempedaks and we don’t get those enough.

    Love your interpretation. 🙂

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  11. I used to refrain from eating garlic but now people have to take me as they see me, not as I smell. Love the thought of munching into a Durian. Never seen one here in the land of Oz.

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  12. Ah the taste of food you can no longer have…….

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