Dried mulberries from Afghanistan are just scrumptious. How much of a purist are we being? Can we mix things with the fruit? Because, then, starfruit, sliced thinly, but at that stage of perfection where they are just begining to lose their stark, unripe, green harshness; descending into a gentler shade, but not yet the unappealing overripe yellow; plump, luscious, juicy, sour, mixed with dried red chillies which have been dry-pan roasted and then burnt slightly over an open gas flame for a charcoal hit, rubbed altogether with salt... I salivate at the thought...
Cost is considered, dried mulberries in Afghanistan, eaten in Afghanistan, local and therefore inexpensive. Ditto starfruit, eaten in Bangladesh, for the princely sum of a dime, or less.
Unless of course you count the human and political cost of war in Afghanistan and the decimation of the fields converted into opium; the rich living off the poor, exploiting them in third world countries...
(Although, I confess, I ate the dried mulberries at a garden party in Nepal. They were bought over by a friend; so in one way they did not cost me anything, but if you factor in the plane ticket...)
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i guess mangos cost too much
nectarines or fuzzy wuzzy peaches
i don't feel bad about forgetting schnozzberries, but peaches, i should have put that instead of tomatoes
Nah, tomatoes was a nice touch.
I voted "mango", but the fruit on my top list is actually durian. People either love it or hate it, there's nothing in between.
berries are pretty expensive when compared with apples, I think most people here seem to think its worth it, of course.... mulberries are free.
Mulberries might be free to you, but someone put the tree in and cared for it for years :0) Even "cost" is ambiguous...
But I am sorry, I can't decide - Tomatoes, berries or Limes - no decision possible.
Dried mulberries from Afghanistan are just scrumptious. How much of a purist are we being? Can we mix things with the fruit? Because, then, starfruit, sliced thinly, but at that stage of perfection where they are just begining to lose their stark, unripe, green harshness; descending into a gentler shade, but not yet the unappealing overripe yellow; plump, luscious, juicy, sour, mixed with dried red chillies which have been dry-pan roasted and then burnt slightly over an open gas flame for a charcoal hit, rubbed altogether with salt... I salivate at the thought...
Cost is considered, dried mulberries in Afghanistan, eaten in Afghanistan, local and therefore inexpensive. Ditto starfruit, eaten in Bangladesh, for the princely sum of a dime, or less.
Unless of course you count the human and political cost of war in Afghanistan and the decimation of the fields converted into opium; the rich living off the poor, exploiting them in third world countries...
(Although, I confess, I ate the dried mulberries at a garden party in Nepal. They were bought over by a friend; so in one way they did not cost me anything, but if you factor in the plane ticket...)