When the Boogedy was little, he called his favorite food “minkies”. We still call mangoes “minkies”. Now we live somewhere that gorgeous, ripe mangoes literally fall at our feet. Look at these beauties! The flavor of these doesn’t even compare to grocery store mangoes, even the best you’ve ever had.
Zach is going to get allergic, just like my poor sister. Gluttonous mango-sticky-face!
The quilt in the top photo is “Mad as a March Hare”, made for me by my mom in 2004 when I lived in grey San Francisco.