Previously I wrote about my misidentifying a fruit and then us having to eat it since I said, "Hey, thats jackfruit. I like that fruit." But it wasn't jackfruit. It was a bit stinky, not as bad as durian I kept telling them but enough to make us roll down the windows a few times on the way home. Later a man told us it was something in between jackfruit and durian. So I wasn't completely off base. Its exact name still eludes me (well ... really I heard the name three times today alone, I just can't remember it). It reminded me of those sticky hedge apples I used to pick up in Hiseville. I hated those things and one tree could produce 1,000 it seemed.
Today the neighbor called and said she had something she wanted to give me. I was a bit worried when I got there and she reminded me about the fruit. But anything that looks this much like a hush puppie needs to be eaten. So in they went and you know what?!?
Here is where Wes missed it. These things are really good when you fry them. They lose the stinkiness and get downright tasty. This just goes to prove the point of Southern cooking: roll anything in flour and deep fry it and it takes on a life of its own. Yummy!!
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"See Marge, I told you they could deep fry my shirt!"
Seriously, don't you think a deep-fried shirt would be better than a broiled one?!?
I can say I am glad I wasn't home to enjoy this one!
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