Eating a Mango: My Way!

I had a mango for lunch in school today.  After enjoying every bit of the prawn curry I had packed, I picked up the plastic bag that held my priced dessert - a small ripe mango.  Normally, I prefer my mangoes partially ripe and very firm but all I had at home today were very ripe mangoes. I didn't mind - 'a mango is a mango' and I'll enjoy it in any shape or form! 

It had already been washed, so I bit a hole at the very top and squeezed the sides, allowing the fresh juice to squirt into my ever-ready-for-a-mango mouth. It tasted so good. It was a small mango and I ate it slowly, savoring it's sweetness and determined to make it last. I couldn't get enough of it. I do love mangoes!  

My colleagues at school watched as I carefully worked my way through the whole mango until I got to the seed.  I sucked on the fiber till it looked all wiry, pale, and dry, every bit of juice squeezed out of it. The expressions on their faces made it clear that my mango-eating method was quite different!

"I usually cut up my mangoes," one of them remarked.

Another chimed in, " I always cut and peel mine."

I chuckled and waved the chewed-up mango seed.  

"Well, you're surely missing out," I teased. "No knife touches my mango. I eat every part of it - skin, flesh and if I had my way, I'd even eat the seed!" 

I went on to explain the immense joy and satisfaction I get from eating a mango without peeling or slicing it.  

So now, guess what? I have a mango date with my colleagues tomorrow at lunchtime. I am treating each one of them to a ripe mango and we'll have a mango-eating session together -my way!! No knives, no plates, just our hands and mouths, and a tissue or two!