Photo courtesy: Obsidian Soul — Wikimedia Commons
One of the luxuries of Tanzania was the variety of fruits seasonally available. I remember a mangosteen vendor, squatting on a corner with her big kipapu filled with the fresh aroma of the juicy fruit plucked from the tree.
In North America however, fruit is about what transports easily and lasts the longest. That’s why we have a minute selection available. Although I’ve spied these treasures once or twice in a specialty store here, they lack the freshness.
I’ll just have to head back to Dar some day to feast of these tangy delights.