It is referred to as the "King of Fruits" in Asia because, it apparently "tastes like heaven, but smells like hell". It looks a lot what I would imagine a giant alien creature's egg to look like. Yet, this gigantic stinker holds a lot of cultural significance. When its the season you can find durian in hundreds of different varieties from ice cream to candies to plain pieces, stinking the place up everywhere.
Traditionally the Japanese go in for the feeding frenzy to accompany those nights of hard drinking and bad decisions. It’s not for me – not by any stretch. To me, food is the drunken afterthought at 4am, by which point your standards are lower than a night out in Croydon. Oden NaNachan beat Croydon like a gong and then some.
Despite looking and feeling like something out of a Lord Byron poem during those weird years on his grand tour, Tadioto offers luxurious decadence at prices that don’t require black market organ sales.
An absolute must-see for any recovering alcoholics who believe the wagon has a non-stick surface or even just people who like gin, and ultimately, if you don’t like gin you’re a waste of skin.