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Atlas Neighnorhood Bakery World's Strongest Creampuff

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  1. John says:

    Filled with Limburger cream, but smell isn’t everything…

  2. Captain DaFt says:

    You may scoff, but strong cream puffs exist!
    Just do an online search for “durian flavored cream puff”.
    Durian tastes like heaven, smells like a loaded diaper.
    Tried durian flavored cookies once.
    (I was the only one in my social group brave enough to try them)
    Tasted great, but the smell of my own breath afterwards gave me a headache!

    • Dr. Boli says:

      Mark Twain on the durian or dorian:

      “I wonder if the ‘dorian,’ if that is the name of it, is another superstition, like the peepul tree. There was a great abundance and variety of tropical fruits, but the dorian was never in evidence. It was never the season for the dorian. It was always going to arrive from Burma sometime or other, but it never did. By all accounts it was a most strange fruit, and incomparably delicious to the taste, but not to the smell. Its rind was said to exude a stench of so atrocious a nature that when a dorian was in the room even the presence of a polecat was a refreshment. We found many who had eaten the dorian, and they all spoke of it with a sort of rapture. They said that if you could hold your nose until the fruit was in your mouth a sacred joy would suffuse you from head to foot that would make you oblivious to the smell of the rind, but that if your grip slipped and you caught the smell of the rind before the fruit was in your mouth, you would faint. There is a fortune in that rind. Some day somebody will import it into Europe and sell it for cheese.”

      The peepul is “the tree in whose shadow you cannot tell a lie.” Mark Twain saw one in India, but “This one failed to stand the test, and I went away from it disappointed.”

      • Captain DaFt says:

        Well, if Twain had lived long enough, he’d find that most oriental supermarkets carry durian flavored confections.

        A side note to my previous note:
        After exhausting my circle of acquaintances to try the cookies on, I took them to my brothers house, sealed in tupperware, and let him try them.
        He took one whiff, gagged, and declared his pet goat wouldn’t even eat them.

        So naturally, we offered one to the goat.
        The goat sniffed it twice, each time looking skeptically at my brother.

        Finally, after a third sniff, the goat tentatively took a nibble, chewed it, then snatched the cookie from his hand and devoured it.

        We dumped out the rest of the pack, and left the goat happily eating away.

      • Ben Ieghn says:

        This would seem to dispel the (perhaps) old wife’s tale that taste originates in the nose – hence, the trick of holding one’s nose to make it easier to endure consuming a foul tasting food or medicine – perhaps this fruit is what made Dorian Gray… 😉

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