Time for another mango update, albeit from the western hemisphere now. These big ones were from Mexico, and oddly were still green-skinned, thus leading one to believe that they weren't ripe yet. But one press of the finger told it all: if we didn't eat these soon, they would start falling apart.
And sweet indeed they were - and a bit tangy too. Yet they didn't have any of the richness of an Indian alphonso, and were also very fibrous. Well, they were better than I thought they would be, and I'll eat them again, even if they are a far cry from my favorite ones from Burma.
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