My second sister said that during Chinese New Year, I should make sure to return the favour. Anyhow, this isn’t my first time receiving one, but I’m always excited whenever I get a jumbo mango.

There’s nothing particularly new about a giant mango, but it’s always well appreciated. My dad is a Kedayan and has green fingers – farming is his hobby – so I grew up surrounded by vegetables and fruits. Plenty of opportunities to learn, but I was too stubborn to pay attention.

So here they are for the memory album: a 24 cm and a 28 cm “Mahathir” mango. They seem ripe already, so into the fridge they go. I enjoy eating mangoes cold, although I still can’t appreciate Korean Mul Naengmyeon (cold noodle soup). 😆

Anyway, once again, xie xie, Aunty Subok!