One of the things about visiting the place where you grew up is that you get to revisit your past through food.
Fruits is such a case since they are everywhere you look. For example, if I go to the bank there is a huge mango tree outside it´s door, and just one meter from the door, there is a woman selling whatever is in season, which means mostly everything.
We not only eat the fruit but we constantly drink the juice (or jugo) from the fruits every single day and from morning until night. To be honest I am not an eater of fruit, but a drinker of juice.
I hope all is well, and I wish you a wonderful weekend ahead,
P.S: Sorry for the blueish tint from the pictures, I´m not used to a windows computer and I have no idea where to fix that problem!!