Being Fruitful

San Geraldo made his daily stop at Ana Crespillo’s fruit market here in Los Boliches (click for the Facebook page) and she had him try two new-to-him fruits. He liked them so much that he bought two of each so I could share in the ecstasy.

Mangostán
The first is called Mangostán. I’ve looked it up and learned the English name is Purple Mangosteen. It’s a tropical evergreen tree. The fruit I tasted had a subtle fragrance and a mild, pleasant, and very slightly tart flavor. It’s got little nutritional value, but that’s not the only reason I eat.


[Postscript: Although there is no scientific evidence that Mangostán has nutritional value, there have been no studies done on the fresh fruit — only canned fruit or juice. It is reputed to have quite a number of benefits.]

MANGOSTÁN (PURPLE MANGOSTEEN).
ABOUT THE SIZE OF A TANGERINE.
ONLY THE WHITE PART OF THE FRUIT IS EDIBLE.
Granadilla
The second fruit is called granadilla. Native to the Andes Mountains, it’s known as grenadia or passion fruit in other parts of the world.

Pictured below in San Geraldo’s unusually large hand (he’s got two of them and they are well-balanced by his unusually large feet), it looks much smaller than it is. I added a photo at the bottom of a granadilla alongside a plum-sized mangostán, so you can see the difference.

When the granadilla is sliced open, there’s a gelatinous pulp surrounding the seeds. You simply pour that into your mouth. It looks like mucous and it tastes like nectar from the Gods. Sweet and smooth. And containing Vitamins A, C, and K, phosphorous, iron, and calcium. I could develop a passion for it.
GRANADILLA.
I WAS SUPRISED BY THE PERFECT FLAVOUR AND TEXTURE.
IT EVEN HAS BUILT-IN PADDING TO PROTECT THE SEEDS.

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

2 thoughts on “Being Fruitful”

  1. I noticed in some posts awhile back that San Geraldo was wearing his wedding band on his little finger, then with weight loss it’s back on his ring finger. Also observed you wearing your ring on you middle finger as you suffered weight loss. I’m too fat now to wear my wedding rings. All this to say I love Jerry’s hands; so strong and manly. Lucky you!

    1. Susan:
      Jerry’s wedding ring is back on his pinky. Mine has always been on my ring finger. I have other bands I sometimes wear on different fingers. Two were Jerry’s — a gift from good friends of ours — and no longer fit him. Since his wedding ring fits my thumb, his other rings fit some other fingers. Jerry has the hugest hands. I also sometimes wear my father’s wedding ring on the other hand.

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