The Mango Mountains
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Having left the hotel in Mysore we headed north.
Along the roadside were serried ranks of fruit sellers, each with pyramids of fresh ripe mangos on their carts.
With so much competition, the vendors were signalling passing traffic to stop and buy.
Using the excuse of it being a good idea to stretch our legs, we decided to make a brief stop
And indulge.
Incredibly sweet, beautifully ripe and dripping with juice: they were delicious.
It took almost a full bottle of mineral water to clear the stickiness from my hands!
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Do they come from very far with their carts and colorful fruit?
May 15, 2011 at 7:04 am
Mango farms lie all around that stretch of the road. It is casual and seasonal work – the mango season falls around Easter. Later on the journey, the roadside vendors main product was jackfruit.
May 15, 2011 at 8:41 am
We love the short Alphonso mango season. Nothing like the year-round monsters you buy in the supermarket. They come in boxes with yellow tissue paper and a sprig of tinsel.
May 15, 2011 at 2:26 pm
I love all the mangos we get here. You can buy them only from roadside stalls and grocers, still warm from the sunshine. They are available for just two or three months, and come with no tinsel but plenty of calories!
May 15, 2011 at 3:15 pm
What a delight, to be able to buy Mangoes in season from the roadside. I’ve yet to eat a good one here.
May 16, 2011 at 8:37 pm
A delight – and an irresistible invitation to buy!
May 16, 2011 at 8:41 pm
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