Before we get to the fun part, remember that I’m currently working up a podcast that, if you’d like, you can take to the grocery store. Want to know which brands give you the biggest nutritional bang for your buck? When to go organic and when, if constrained, you can let it go? Which commercial yogurt comes closest to the kind you would get from a grass-fed farm share? It’s all coming up here!
Moving on: in honor of the Day of Football, allow me to present you with a football fruit.
There is, in South Florida, a fruit that will tease and cajole you into madness. Her name, fetching reader, is Mamey Sapote (pronounced mah-MAY, accent on the second syllable, as she only looks Mrs.-Eisenhower-frumpy).
If you’ve never heard of this delicious wonder, know that mamey is, bar none, the best fruit you’ve never tried. Creamy. Sweet, but not cloying. Thick, but not heavy. Texture-wise, mamey is a cross between a banana and a sweet potato. Taste-wise, you might sense a flash of pumpkin. Hints of chocolate. Even caramel. Perhaps even amaretto.
And did I mention that mamey is creamy?
OK, I’m starting to fidget. This stuff is a gateway fruit. Upon tasting it, you will find yourself pining for all foods tropical.
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