ON THE SAME CONE

There is a strong temptation to doom-scroll, and after this is all over we'll all need a vacation, probably. So I took a break this morning and ate some mango. Along with dried fish, mango is one of precisely TWO flavours that absolutely scream ASIA to most white guys.
I'm a white guy. Very stereotypically so.

Dried fish, while delicious, is not my favourite ice cream flavour.
Yeah, I suppose it's okay. But you can have mine.

I think I've lost my appetite now.
You too? Odd.

Over the weekend I told several people that nothing says Easter like a cigar. Just like nothing says Valentine's Day like a cigar either. And by the way, totally unrelated to any of this, you do know that Mother's Day is coming up, don't you? Sunday May 11.

In the good old days they put out cheery cartons of cigarettes for Mother's Day.
Make your mom feel special with a carton of Wabash Filters.
It's got little pink flowers all over!

There was a time when dried fish was a more common flavour in the Netherlands than fresh mango. The exiles from the Indies craved both, but one was more easily imported than the other. So, understandably, I knew about dried fish ages before I came back to the United States, thanks to 'aunties'. Thank you, aunties.

[First had mango in my twenties.]

Even today I have dried fish in my food more often than mango.
But I had let this one ripen, so couldn't use it in cooking.
Green mango chunks with fatty pork is delicious.
With sambal trasi it tasted like heaven.
And a big pile of rice.


The skin was showing slight wrinkling so it was time to cut it up, lest it become too soft and start going bad. A lot of it is now in a bowl in the refrigerator for a late night snack. Unless my apartment mate eats it, which she is welcome to do. Last night's snack was eggplant cooked with duck chunks and chili paste, also delicious, and similar to the dried fish previously mentioned not likely to become a popular ice cream flavour.

Although I imagine that there are some who would say "bring it on!"
And all of them probably live in this city.
I don't want to know them.


It was a very big mango.



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