Salak, um, I like ‘em

There’s some designer out there who is jealous that nature came up with the idea of a snakeskin-covered miniature pear before it could be turned into a marketable statement of authenticity. Enter the salak.

It’s not actually snakeskin, but it is sometimes known as a snake fruit, for obvious reasons. I ate one at breakfast, and it was ok, although I have a feeling that finding one outside of a hotel buffet might lead to something that is a little riper and/or a little bit more fragrant.