Rambutans are my favorite fruit together with Durians. It’s so hard to pick just one fruit when you’re in the bountiful tropics. But Rambutans have been a childhood staple as well. I enjoy peeling the lovely red hairy shell as the juice squirts into your mouth (that’s when you know for sure the fruit is really good). You then chew the sticky juicy translucent white flesh around the ovalish seed. If I had a plantation I would definitely grow rambutan trees even though they are said to attract red ants. I would happily get bitten if I could have my pick of rambutans all year round. One of the things my friend missed when she was studying in Australia was rambutans. The ones she got there were dry and expensive and just not the same. Every time she came home, the first thing she did was to gorge on rambutans. It often caused her to have sore throats, but she was happy. Yup, juicy red rambutans, truly a reason to be happy in Singapore.
I was eyeing these rambutans outside Hougang mall, just the other day. Perhaps this weekend is time for a Rambutan feast.
Below is a photo from google of what the fruit looks like on the inside, for my friends around the world who haven’t been introduced to this heavenly fruit yet. I hope to soon replace this with my own photo.