A teeny tiny, fully ripe, totally sweet watermelon from my mother’s terrace vine. July 2013.
I’m sad to bid farewell to my favorite fruit for another year. This year seemed less full of mango mania but I got aam-ras a few times and sampled all the varieties. I missed 3 weeks of rain and mangoes this summer but … oh well. Got this giant chaunsa on their way out. I have large hands and this one was … ginormous! And a luscious mouthful from every side. Farewell mangoes … until next year then!
And thank god for custard apples 🙂