Painting by: Giuseppe Arcimboldo
Everyone loves me, I’m one of your favorite typical tropical imports. Some will tell you that I can help you digest, cure your cancer and revitalize your body … wouldn’t really know about that though. Most people enjoy me because they love my pulpy sweetness!
I’m very big in my native lands…whether that be Africa, Mexico or Central America and even Australia – and in India the country that grows most of my fruit! It seems though that in the U.S.A. they only know me as an American fruit.
My roundish pear shape is so exciting, my green skin turns reddish orange…if you let me mature. Some people, seeing me cleaved in two, think my center is rather vulgar or is that vulva … some people comparing me to “a ladies private parts”…my tiny black seeds nestle in my pulpy red fruit, just might give you that impression 😉 .
My trees are quite particular too … masculine and feminine my biographer here learnt whilst living in Chad. They begin quite small of course, but then they grow into great trees…the feminine have lovely white flowers.
People love me at the end of meals…or for breakfast. Some cut out my fruit and add bananas, sugar and lemon and make a fruit salad with me. I’ve heard people making ice-cream with me and the Italians make granita! But, I’m also good in savory dishes, the Indians make a mean chutney with me but then, there are literaly hundreds of recipes for you to try with me.
Have you guessed who I am yet?
Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Tale Weaver’s Prompt #2
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