Monday, July 25, 2011


It's nearly the end of lychee season and only now I have fresh ones after like forever. I don't mean fresh ones all dainty and packaged in plastic Waitrose cartons but those out of a wobbly wooden box sold by an toothless uncle at the pasar malam (night market). You can even smell their sweet perfume before tearing open the nobbly shell that's like exotic red reptile skin. White translucent flesh wraps a shiny ebony seed and I can't help its juice dripping down my wrist, just like when I was a kid.

I eat about twenty and tell my mum I've had enough. For now.


Sean said...

lychees are probably on my top 20 list for fruits, but they don't hold a candle to my top two: mangosteens and ciku! to each his own, heh :D

Hungry Female said...

Interesting that ciku's one of your top two! Yeah mangosteens and lychees would tie for me. And mangoes are my number one:)

Cinnamon and Truffle said...

You lucky thing, downing lychees!


Hungry Female said...

Truffle - I know Waitrose has them but they seem too clinical. How about Chinatown?