.. it's the day when Graham trundles up with the week's supply of fruit and veg - always something to be looked forward to at Chateau Angevin.
Today is special, however, because he delivered eight especially sumptuous-looking mangos - yes it is that mango-chutney-making time of year again. They are currently sitting on the worktop next the Aga, teasing me with their tactile squeeze-me-slow plumpness every time I go to put the kettle on. CAN'T WAIT until tomorrow - when I can feel the flesh yielding as I slice into them, hear the gentle plop of the fruit as it slides into the pan to meld with all the spices and vinegar and then move the lot to the Aga to fill the house with the peculiarly evocative sour-sweet pong of gently reducing fruit...
My friends laugh and say I'm a food pornographer when I go off on one like this about something particularly yummy. Too right - who needs the Chippendales' wobbling and jigging about when I've got such suggestive beauty right there in my kitchen???
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