The Enthusiasm of Mangoes...

I'm finding it a tad tricky keeping up with this blog, to write about mangoes on a regular basis - main reason being that I feel more inspired to write when I've eaten a mango, when I see boxes upon boxes of them in the market.

It's winter in London - so only a few varieties are being imported compared to the summer when you can convince yourself you're in a tropical country due to the sheer amount & variety of mangoes available.

I think I'm a sensory person where mangoes are concerned. Imagining them is a lot different than actually smelling them, digging your teeth into its flesh, getting your hands sticky, picking the strands out of your teeth, maybe exhaling a gloriously-smelling mango burp afterwards, hehe!


Anyway, have a nice week...

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Can't wait for the summer...

I miss the taste of fresh mangoes. I really do. What we commonly have in England at the moment, with it being winter, are those huge ones you get in most supermarkets – I think they're called Atkins.

I miss walking through Green Street market over the summer, brushing my eyes over the variety of mangoes piled up succulently - Honey mangoes, Ghana mangoes, Julie mangoes – walking round the market to find the best value for money, getting home, sitting down with a big bowl of them and eating 'til my stomach looks like it's with child.

I might have to start travelling, during winter, to places where mangoes are in season – if I could afford to, I would.

I don't feel like having the standard mangoes you get in Sainsbury's and Morrison's though sometimes they can be nice. There's a continental market that sets up outside Stratford station for a couple of days every 3 months or so – there's a guy that sells dried organic mango slices there – the organic ones taste better than the non-organic ones, especially if you have a sour tooth. The non-organic ones just taste sickly-sweet to me.

Yeah. I think I might treat myself. Go pick up a bag of those. See if it'll soothe my craving - and cheer me up a bit.


I really can't wait for the summer. I'm a Summer baby - born in June. I was made for mangoes :-)


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