Monday, August 07, 2006
Want me to leave Egypt in August? I don't think so. Okay, so it's hot as hell, but it's mango season too. Yesterday a neighbour stopped by in the evening with a bag of fresh mangoes just picked from the trees in his garden. I was on my way out the door to another neighbour's place for dinner so I popped them into my refrigerator. This morning the heat hit me in the face like a barber's towel when I went out to feed the birds and I remembered the mangoes chilling deliciously inside. Four major mangoes for breakfast..can it get any better? Can it get any messier?
The one drawback of mango-feasting is that they are very juicy, slippery morsels. Mango juice is bright orange/yellow and shows up readily on clothing. I really do believe that mangoes are best eaten while naked and in the shower. Then you don't have to fiddle around with a knife and a spoon to dig out the firm, sweet flesh from the half mango, but instead you can dive right in there in full force, just peeling the skin off and taking mouthfuls of the golden fruit, letting the juice fall where it may in the knowledge that modern plumbing will cleanse you from all your sins.
What a way to start a morning, right?