I love fruits. Especially tropical ones. But I never anticipated how crazy I will become with mango(e)s! We get a great variety in New York thru out the year in the supermarkets and farm stands. After moving to Florida year and half ago I discovered all kind of different mangoes. Grown here in Florida! Size varies, the colors vary, big ones, little ones. Green ones, green with pink cheeks, yellow ones, orange ones, red, green, oblong, flat, round and plump. I am crazy about them! Jellies, preserves… gimme, gimme…
Our next door neighbors are from Cuba. “Do you like mangos?”, she asked me the other week. “I sure do!” and so a few days later she came with a big bag of fist size yellow fruits. Her parents have a tree in their yard. This fruit was kidney shape and small, fully sunny yellow in color. It smelled ripe, sweet. It had a huge stone in it compared to its size. They are called Sindhri mangoes. The juice was running down my face and hands. And afterwards it was a must to find dental floss to clear all the fiber that was sticking between the teeth. But who cares, they were delicious. But best thing it my Hubby is ambivalent about them. Good. Great! All mine! I had enough to slice a few into freezer for later use to make smoothies.
Day before yesterday we visited a mango farm, Hatcher Mango Hill, not too far away from us at all. Sign on the road was inviting. After parking we walked up to the farm tables. Nobody there! Shortly after an exhausted lady ran from the orchard, huffing. A little furry- ball doggie following in her feet. A couple of deep breaths and we stroked up a conversation. The lady’s name is Tory. It is a family farm and their fruits are “the BEST ON EARTH!” and carry the name Hatcher mango. A gentleman shopping at the same time swore to it. The best!
The fruit is divided into groups by size, $3, $4, $5 and I believe the large ones were $10 a piece. The variety here is big grapefruit size, maybe even a handball size, green with pink before they are fully ripe. The color turns to yellow, the fruit softens and it reaches the sweet smell. We bought four fruits all together à la $4 each, two for us and two to bring our friends that night.
You can ripen them on the tabletop. The color was green, with pinkish side, still hard to touch. “Put them into a paperbag with an apple or a banana”, she advised. While were climbing into the our car she ran to me and gave a perfectly ripe yellow fruit as a gift. How nice! I could barely wait to get home and enjoy it! I let the juice run on my chin and hands. Yummy!
With the other two, luckily I had a banana at home. Maybe banana is faster? When the fruit turns yellow and the color around the stem gets yellow, and one can smell the fragrance and feel the slight softness, its ripe.
We will be back. There was also a rusty white photogenic pick up truck under the mango trees, you know how I love rusty cars! I am waiting…I love mangoes!