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My mother adores mangoes. We went on a cruise of the Caribbean, she saw mangoes just hanging on trees, with no one even bothering with this treasure cove of mango goodness. I had to talk really fast to convince here that actually yes, we had to go back.


I find the skin is the best part.


Talk about bringing back memories! I miss Julie mangoes. We used to have a tree behind the apartment in St. Anns. Sometimes men from down the street would scale the wall, pick the best, and walk around front to try to sell it back to us. LOL. I loved the faces; my mother loved the seed.

Caribbean vacations

Oh, I love mangoes as you do. From green sour mangoes up to the very sweetest yellow mangoes. People here at our place made products from mangoes like dried chips, jam and smoothies.


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