Under the benign gaze of a very handsome (and lean) Shiv, this monkey saved the Ganga from pollution…she single-handedly (ok, she used both hands) pulled out two mangoes in a plastic bag that a family was chilling in the river. She saved us all from the menace of plastic and ate both mangoes herself (as the family looked on, helpless to rescue the mangoes from her avarice) 🙂
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 🙂
Sigh. I don’t even feel like writing anything. There’s nothing to say. The mango season is ending. These shops are gone! Now, instead of heaps of orange, even red beauties twinkling in store fronts, you’re lucky to see a single basket heaped with green langdas at the fruit vendor’s.
The store fronts are super smart though: they’re let to the vendors seasonally. This one is a paper mart for the rest of the year, I guess.
This was the second year that South Asian alphonsos were available in the U.S. I anticipated hearing more vocal rejoicing, given how gross that fibrous tasteless mess that passes for a mango in the US is. 😉 Lucky me to be home in desh!