DURIAN!!!

 I had never heard of the fruit called durian until a few months ago.  After we got our mission call, Dave Archibald told us about this legendary fruit famed for its' stench.  He tried to share some with his family, but didn't have much success (the words 'gagging' and 'retching' were used) and mentioned that we would have a chance to eat some in Indonesia.  "Fat chance" I thought to myself.

Yesterday we were visiting a project on the island of Sumatra and we saw this sign at the bottom of the elevators.  

It made me laugh and I took a picture to send to Dave.  Durian really must smell bad.  The couple that were with us asked about the photograph and I explained. 
 "What?!" they said.  "You haven't tried durian?!  You HAVE to try some!  It's so good."
So we went to The Durian Hut.
We are holding durian seeds that are ping pong ball sized, covered in a slimy, smelly 1/4 inch of "edible" goo.  I had 4, Deronda had 3.  Everyone was impressed at our bravery.  So were we.  It really does smell, but it doesn't taste too bad.  But it is definitely not something we would have tried on our own.   Thanks Dave.




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  1. Chris December 1, 2023 at 9:26 PM

    Love you guys! Love your bravery!

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  2. Dave&CamillaDecember 11, 2023 at 8:38 PM

    Way to get after that stinky stuff. Now I think there are some varieties, so don't give up. Keep searching for all the different smells lol. We have really loved all of your updates. Keep up the awesome work!

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