Ahhh…Mango Season

Boy I tell you, ain’t nothing like Mango season in Miami. ~drooling~

For real… You can just walk down the street and find a tree, make sure no one is looking and toss a stick up there until one falls down. Then you’re moments away from having a nice sweet, juicy treat.

It’s like heaven when you first cut into the mango. The strong aroma invades your nostrils and immediately your mouth salivates. You slice off the mango skin and you have two choices, you can refigerate them for a cool treat later, or you can just bite down into that bad boy right now, allowing all of the sticky juices to dribble down your chin and you don’t care because it’s soo damn good!

I like to take my sliced mango, put em in some tupperware with a good amount of vinegar, some salt and pepper and put that mamma jamma in the frig overnight. Ooooh Lord! ~rolling eyes~

I could have had a mango all to myself tonight, but my sons saw it in the car. There is a mango tree right outside my office on our campus and the Mailroom man got one for me. I was trying to hide it but my sons are so nosey!

“Mama! Is that a mango?”
“F***!” I whisper under my breath as we are driving on our way home.

So I had to share, but I put a slice for myself in the frig and it has been CHILLIN for almost an hour now. After I finished my writing quota for tonight, I’ma go get that damn mango and it’s on!