Saturday, April 15, 2017

M is for Mango

Mmmmmmmmmango... yes, mango is what I picked for my journey through childhood once again with my kids.

Growing up in India, the start of summer always meant (and still means) mangoes everywhere - on the trees, in the house, in the markets; and of all shapes, sizes, and varieties; and consumed in so many different ways -
the fruits -  ripe, juicy, yummmy, drool-worthy fruit; and over 400 varieties to choose from..
the raw mango - tangy, sour, crisp spiced with a bit of chili powder and salt, and yet again drool-worthy in it's own way;
the pickles - so many different forms across India that it is difficult to list them all (but you can hear the smacking of lips all around); 
the juices, milkshakes, lassi (ripe mango with buttermilk); 
the spreads, preserves (murabba, anyone?), chutneys; 
and more not listed here!

Mango Memories:
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So there we were, the three of us, mommy and kids, on the terrace of grandmom's maternal home with a basket containing at least a dozen ripe neelams (a popular variety of mango all over India and grown locally in my mother-in-law's home town region of Kumbakonnam in Tamil Nadu). I was armed with a knife and the kids waited eagerly for their sweet treats. Normally, we just bite into ripe mangoes and eat them - for most varieties, skin and all - all the way to the seed. But these neelams (pictured here in the right) grown in an aunt's farm were pesticide free (organic, so to say) and could possibly have bugs (I am guessing weevils).. and the fruit might look perfect outside but you might just end up biting into a bug..eeeks..So my job - cut the mangoes, ensure they were bug free (or free the mangoes of the bug-infested parts - those were the ripest, sweetest mangoes of the lot!) and my kids' job - well, devour them.. (and save a bit for mommy).. Before we knew it, the three of us had gone through the whole basket and that was a totally heavenly meal!

More mango memories with monkeys in them - photo below and the story in the link here..and a recipe blending east and west - mango pancakes
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Q to the reader:   What are your 'mango memories'? If not mangoes, then any other similar fruit memories from childhood - maybe cherry picking or strawberry picking or other...

Signing off on the letter M as I continue on the #AtoZChallenge and #UltimateBloggingChallenge

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9 comments:

  1. I don't really have very many mango memories. They don't grow here in western New York. I do have plenty of apple memories, however. We have a tree and, some years, it produces in abundance. I collect the usable apples and make a ton of applesauce. The rest of the apples get tossed in the bushes behind the back yard for the deer so that, maybe, they won't eat the shrubbery in front of the house.

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  2. My mango memories are eating mangoes all day long with the juice dripping down ....

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  3. Would you believe I've never had a mango! My grandson loves them and I've always seen them in the store but never tried them. Since I love fruit, maybe I should!

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  4. Yummy to eat, this is the first expression given by all.
    Awesome post.
    Thanks for sharing.
    Read mine here- https://creativelifestar.wordpress.com/2017/04/15/mysore-visit-the-city-of-palaces/

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  5. What a lovely story! Frankly, I believe EVERYONE is a mango-lover/fan! I am yet to meet someone who isn't! Yes, i too have memories of family times of devouring mangoes - actually, some of best times! and of climbing Litchi trees, and sitting and eating atop the branches :)

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  6. Oh yes, if you're a desi you just can't NOT have mango memories growing up now, can you!
    I too remember growing up with the excitement of when the mango season would arrive. Yummmmmm <3 I used to love the variety (not sure of the name) which you massaged around a little bit, then snipped off the head, and drank from it. OMG, who even came up with that delicious genius idea? :D

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  7. Mangoes bring in such happy vacation memories
    Thank you for the nostalgia

    A Peice Of My Life

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  8. Lovely blog. Lovely story about mangoes

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