Mangoes
So I’ve had a lot of time in my twenty years of life to try new things and determine what things in life I truly enjoy and would consider a guilty pleasure. In discovering my guilty pleasures I realized that I was also able to identify the things that I would consider to be my ‘favorites’. Everyone in life seems to have a favorite something, A favorite song or time of day. Today As I sat enjoying one of my guilty pleasures I made it official that it should be added to my favorite’s list as my favorite fruit.
It took a lot of weighing and trials against other fruits till I was able to say that the Mango is BY FAR my favorite fruit.
I love mangoes so much that in a day I’ve found that I’ve bought and eaten twelve or more of them (with all intentions to eat only 1 a day for 12 days.) When it comes to the mango I have no self restraint. I’ve found that I don’t even care where I am in order to eat them…ripe or not I bite into mangoes on the public city bus and on my breaks from work. I feel that as a fruit a mango is a work of art. When it is ripe it melts in your mouth away like butter and it has the perfect amount of tangy to sweet flavor. I’ve forgotten about the unripe mangoes I was storing in the fridge for about a week and now that I am able to eat them all ripe and delicious peel and all I know that they are the one fruit that I can easily associate with extasy.
When I bite into a mango all my senses tingle and my eyes roll back into my head a little as I slowly enjoy the juiciness of the fruit. I hope that my frequent consumption of mangos will make me the literal representation of what the fruit is to me. If the saying is true that we become what we eat, I hope that I were to become a mango so that every pore in my body would smell as sweet and feel as soft. I want to be as radiant as a mango and I hope when Craig kisses me that he has the sticky sweet taste of mangoes lingering on his lips when he is done.
The only thing that I don’t like about mangoes is that once I get to the end of them the seeds are often too big for me to stick into my mouth and suck for a long period of time. And they are the only fruit that I eat I find myself flossing after, because the mangoes hairs got stuck there.
I’d like mango chucks served at my wedding and I’d be really really happy if anyone were to ever give me a gift of a large basket of nothing but whole mangoes (*hint, hint*).
I love all fruits and I eat fruit like it was air to me…I think because as a child my parents never had enough money to always buy fruit and have it laying around, so I’m making up for lost time now.
Anyway, I love Fruits but I love Mango the most.
So with this blog I am announcing to the world…whoever is interested…THAT THE MANGO IS MY FAVORITE FRUIT…and always will be.
Who?