I've always loved a good mango. Tart, a little sweet and fleshy, mangoes are surprisingly satisfying for the small number of calories they set you back. Lately, I've been bringing mangoes to work for a delicious and nutritious mid-morning treat. During lunch after a mango morning, I have less of an appetite for junk. It's really a win-win situation. Except for one thing. I don't know how to properly cut a mango. I've heard tips and tricks on how to do it, but always fall short of correct execution. This morning, frustrated by my lack of ability, I e-mailed my boyfriend while frantically knawing on jagged chunks of mango. Ever the cool, collected, resourceful young man, he replied simply and artistically:
"Your best bet with the mango is to peel it with a sharp knife, or cut it in two vertical slices. Then, make a tic-tac-toe cut in each half and invert the half dome slice of mango inside out. Finally, bite into the savory yellow cubes of ecstasy."
Yes, I know ... a little over-the-top, considering we are talking about fruit. But face it, it's not just any fruit. It's a mango. I rest my case.
1 comment:
Mangoes are best served cut by a corner vendor, packaged in a plastic bag, and sprinkled with a bit of hot pepper spice... my favorite is the guy on 7th street in venice. Y.U.M.
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