For this trip I psyched myself to give it another chance; kept an open mind thinking that perhaps, through the years, my palate has changed and was ready to welcome what was once dreadful to me in terms of taste.
Still awful. Protest all you like, but it still tastes as horrible as it smells; an assault to the senses, really.
I'll just stick to the photos, thank you very much.
After durian tasting and shopping, we headed to Cheding's, where we bought....more food. Well, mostly sweet stuff, but their banana crispy hot peanuts are delicious. Super spicy with sugary bits of banana chips, one pack just won't cut it.
We struggled back to the car, bags of goodies in hand, silently guesstimating the weight of our luggage for the flight back to Manila. It had really been a good weekend, because there's nothing like going on a food trip with great friends. Not only did we share an immense love, and insane amounts, of good eats; we also shared humorous, fleeting regrets that came after every meal.
'Til the next trip.
|Photo courtesy of Ricky Moldez|
This is the last article of the Lechon Chronicles.