Durian, the Malaysian "King of Fruits." Foreigners hate the smell, Malaysians love the taste. We ban it from hotels and planes, but we can't live without it. Wonderful!
Ah Lek, our durian man in Ujong Pasir. His stall appears once a year during the durian season, just beyond the city jail and police station. Great quality, and he doesn't cheat you by giving you rotten fruits.
See? Good flesh inside!
His partner can tell if the fruit's any good by the way it balances in his hand. I don't care how they do it, but the flesh IS good, every year.
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