The feel of wet earth underfoot, from a downpour the night before. The intoxicating lure of those prized green-streaked balls of orange dangling from the low branches. The stinging, tart smell of the leaves hitting your nostrils even before the sap trickled down your fingers. The rush of sun-warmed water from the backyard garden faucet, cleansing the dusty outer leather that holds pure gold inside. The feel of that first bite against your tongue, a perfect mélange of sour and sweet. The strands of fiber that always snuck into those floss-spots between the teeth. The scampering for more fresh finds, each aroma and flavor growing forthrightly familiar with every effort. A whiff of the simplest, most joyful childhood spell spent in grandma’s house during the holidays, in one divine fruit. One mango at a time, the keys to many memories unlock..unhinged from the present, you step back, watching the scenes unfold from a distance. Meanwhile, your hands sway and swirl in slick movements, carving a florid, aureate treat propped up on sticks, and the tastebuds, suitably tickled, come alive like never before..
Take a firm, ripe mango. Hold in your hand and insert a bamboo skewer (or two) into one end, and push it into the pit as far as possible. Peel the mango using a vegetable peeler or sharp paring knife. Starting at the bottom, make a column of deep horizontal cuts along one side. Turn the mango slightly and make similar cuts four or five times. Use a knife to separate the petals slightly. Enjoy sprinkled with red chilli powder and chaat masala, as desired.
We have won our first *award* courtesy My Tasty Journey, and our heartfelt thanks to Donna for this uber-thrilling payoff.
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Gee! Golly! We never imagined that a day would come when anyone would care enough to want to know SEVEN things about us, but here they are:
1) We first met five years ago as neighbors in the Midwest and food was the “it” factor right from that very first meeting. We were on our way to a community potluck.
2) Not a week passed since that first meeting that did not involve the exchange of boxed breakfasts, lunches and dinners. We have shared brick-like first breads, soups for the sick souls in our households, and also snuggled in treats for each other when one of us was feeling down.
3) Our little girls are best friends forever and food is, quite ostensibly, the binding factor there too. In fact, it didn’t take us long to discover that they always ate best when they were together.
4) We are aversive to boxed, canned and bland foods. Also, while we’re on the topic, to buttinskies and hypocrites (we’ve happened upon a fair share of both species).
5) We would give up a perfectly well-balanced, healthy, nutritious meal in a heartbeat for dessert.
6) We are obsessed with all things kitcheny, lemony and bakey.
7) We are compulsively passionate about cooking (duh!), reading, and writing.
Moving on to #3, here are our choicest picks for new-found bloggers, not essentially new bloggers, in random order: