Tonight I sliced up my mango. Carefully selected from a mountain of either bruised or hard fruits, I had high hopes for this blushing sweet-smelling beauty. After a languid ripening period in the summer heat, it finally reached maturation.
After carefully peeling and slicing the flesh from the large seed within, I found myself with a pile of golden sweetness, which I immediately made use of. I made popsicles with a portion, whizzing the fruit with a glug of orange juice and a splash of lime. Then, I indulged in the rest, chopping it and mixing it with a scoop of my homemade frozen yogurt. The combination of tangy frozen yogurt and sweet fresh mango was a perfect way to start the weekend.
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