Having a lil smidgen of extra money from some moonlighting activities afford us a bit of durian party at home, during the weekend. That juicy and extra sweet fruit isn't one would call a delicacy, as the aftertaste seems rather too strong for some people especially westerner.
Knowing how to pick the right fruit always becomes a tricky part. Luckily the guy who assisted us yesterday really knows his stuff as it turns out the quality of the fruit we bought was top notch. Us Indonesians prefer the balance between the bitter and sweet flavors, which signifies the perfect state of ripeness for the King of Fruit.
The poor taxi driver on our way home probably still busy trying to wipe that strong aroma from his car even tho’ we’ve already double bag ‘em neatly. Hope that extra thousands we spared him could lighten up his mood a bit hehehe, well most likely not.
Some said that people with high blood pressure traditionally advised to avoid durian due to its rich content of cholesterol. That is possibly why today I’m feeling a tad high, drunken of the many curd-like flesh I’ve consumed yesterday. Silly me, I should have drink some water directly from the skin after that.
Speaking of high blood pressure, I was not any smarter several days ago. Ever since I was curious of what tiramisu means in Sleepless in Seattle (you know when Rob Reiner told Tom Hanks how chicks dig it, at first I thought it was some kind of secret Japanese delicacy), I always find myself craving about that famous Italian dessert.
One particular article in a magazine three years ago listed a few places that serve delicious tiramisu in Jakarta. My favorite would be Allessandro Nannini as they dish up a perfect (at least for me) balances of fullness that rich cream, ladyfinger pastry, and strong aroma of cocoa melts in your mouth.
It is hard to describe how tiramisu taste like. It’s sweet and creamy, yet it doesn't taste too sugary, and it doesn't stay in your mouth long enough and just make you crave for another bite. It tastes just absolutely delicious.
The best I ever had would definitely be when we we’re in Il Carminos Trattoria. Heaven in my mouth would be an overstatement, I guess. But it was pretty close, especially as it was free, with the regular fancy office dinner every Thursday night our boss treated us.
Well, in short I gotta work hard to earn that smidgen of extra money so we can afford more durians and tiramisus in the future without having to rob any bank.
Hyperbolic, hehehe I know, told ya I’m a little bit drunk.
