Temperatures are rising everywhere including here in Marrakech so I thought it would be nice to share this refreshing Mango smoothie recipe that Karen created for our site. Also, since we´re just days before Ramadan, I think this sweet and caloric recipe will help my Moroccan friends to arrive to Holy Month in good shape.
Black zapote (or sapote) is a fruit native of Mexico and Central/South America. It is a seasonal fruit that starts to be seen in mercados (markets) on September just in time for Independence day, and that will see its end in December, by Posadas time. However depending the region of the country you can get zapotes earlier in July. Next to mameys and chicos, they are the ugliest-mexican-fruits-with-weird-names-group but with rich texture and fullfiling flavors.
Probably is this lack of attractiveness the reason why black zapotes aren’t used in many ways (which is a shame).
No matter if you are five, eighteen or forty four, you will always be her baby and she will always be there for you.
Better than diamonds and specially better than vacuum cleaners (don´t go there, just don´t go) our Moms prefer simple things like hugs, kisses and maybe one sweet treat (or two). My Mom still keeps those handmade letters I wrote for her when a was a little girl. Isn´t that cute?
As any other Mexican kid I grew up eating aguacates (avocados) next to everything; huevos (eggs), frijoles aguados, refritos o chinitos ( soupy beans or refried beans) toasts, tortas ó tacos de aguacate con sal (avo & salt tacos or tortas) when we just got back from school , sopa aguada (thin angel hair pasta in tomato broth) and as arroz rojo (mexican red rice) topping de rigueur.
For this collab, Jules treated me with one my favorite Asian dishes: the Singaporean laksa, that more-than-hot & spicy broth that bathes humble rice noodles and veggies. This is one of those quintessential foods of the Asian Culinaria and one that you need to learn to make from a local. Hey, we´re kind of lucky to have Miss Loh over here! I encourage you to read Jules story on her laksa memories. They are truly lovely. :) - Heidi