So funny thing is that a couple of years ago I swear I used to hate mangoes and now I have this love of mangoes which turns me into a very naive person every single time I go to my local little Alepa. See, they have their mangoes on the top left fruit shelf, right above the six varieties of apples, and it seems that for some reason my common sense dies every single time I see them because I always think to myself "oh, mangoes! I would love a great mango right now, I should buy one, it can't be that bad." Of course it's that bad! It's December, we're in Finland and god knows where those mangoes are from! They're hard as rock in the best of cases and storing them for a couple of days does not improve the texture nor the taste.
But I fall for it. At least once a month. That stupid belief that just this once I will get a decent mango here at my local Alepa any time of the year.
Same goes with melons. Kinda. Less often though.
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