It was probably the best one I had all summer. I think some foods bring back memories of childhood. Mangos are one of them...as a kid my mom would take a mango, slice off the sides, and cut a grid into the flesh and then flip the skin inside out, which would let me bite off the pieces without even needing a knife.
Mango juice dribbled down my face and in between my teeth, little mango fibers lodged themselves, defying removal even by yards of floss.
Summers as an adult are so much more complicated...but the flavors are the same.
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