abby in wonderland

Sometimes I wonder whether my bravery with food is actually stupidity.

For lunch that day in Jogja… or I guess breakfast, given that it was about 10am… we had traditional Yogyakarta food – Nasi Gudeg.

The rice I recognised.

The egg I recognised.

There was something on my plate that looked like beef.

All of those I ate happily.

However, I also chowed down on what looked like chopped liver. That’s not an expression of speech – I actually was convinced in my head that what I was eating was tiny pieces of liver.

Ew?

It had a smooth, yet definitely fibrous texture, making me concerned that they had painted woodchips and passed them off to me as liver…

My desire to try everything had led me to eat wood??? Or liver?? Ew?

Know this: I believed for two entire days that I had consumed wood/liver. It was not a happy place to be in my mind.

It wasn’t until I was at Pur’s son’s in-laws place (where I got to pat a cow and chase some baby chickens around… so fun!), and they pointed out the spiky looking object hanging from a tree… and pur pointed to dad, and dad pointed to me, that it all made sense.

Turns out it was something called a ‘Jack Fruit.’ It’s native to Southeast Asia, and is the largest tree-borne fruit in the world.

Whatever, it was still gross, and I never want to eat anything without questioning first ever again!