New Experiment…
I’m going to buy a new kind of fruit I’ve never had before each time I go food shopping. I feel like I always breeze through the produce section only making my regular stops - sure maybe I’ll try a new kind of apple now and then, but that’s pretty much the extent of my fruit exploration. I grew up on apples, bananas, and grapes, with watermelon being the ultimate summer experience. When I was little, I never quite enjoyed the texture of oranges, so I used to just suck the juice out of each wedge, leaving a pile of dehydrated orange mush. I never really understood pears.
So it’s time to broaden my fruit horizons. First up - mango.
“How do you pick out a mango?” I ask my friend whose culinary reach is much further than mine. “They should be soft, but not too soft.” Which is the same answer given when asking about basically any fruit that’s not an apple. So I buy my mango but I fear it’s definitely not “soft enough” yet, so I wait. And I wait. Then wait some more. The glorious day finally arrives when the mango was just right for cutting. I’ve been told by people that there is a big pit in the center and man were they not lying. This pit is huge and it’s not even nicely shaped. It looks like one of those spiky underwater mines. I was only able to cut off small, thin slices of this thing. Oh, and here’s another fun part - you don’t eat the skin, but you really can’t peel it off either. So you get to suck the fruit part off like your slurping down oysters. I’ll admit the fruit was tasty, but eating the mango was like deflowering a virgin - it takes a long time to get to the juicy part and when it’s over, you’re looking at quite a mess. Final verdict:
Way too much work for the good part. I won’t be buying it again unless it’s pre-cut pieces.
