When I was 12, we moved from Ohio to Houston.
For a 12 year old, it was a huge culture shock.
I had only seen 3 black people in my entire 12 years, and in Houston, whites are the minority.
They also talk differently in the South.
They say things like “y’all” and “all y’all” and “I’m afixin’ to”.
They call shopping carts “buggies”.
And they call pop “soda” or if you are in Missouri, they call it “sodie pop”.
But one of the strangest differences for me was that they called mango’s, green pepper.
My mom had always called green pepper, mango’s.
So when we moved south, I had no idea what a green pepper was.
And until yesterday, I had never eaten a mango.
So today’s TWD of Fresh Mango Bread that Kelly of Baking with the Boys picked out today was way out of my element.
I had no idea how to peel or cut a mango, so after I cut it in half and tried to pull the fruit from the pit, it just mushed in my hand.
I had no idea how it would taste, or if I would like it.
It tasted a bit strange to me, and it was stringy. ewwwwwww!
There was no way I was adding my beloved chocolate chips to this!!!
But I persevered because I didn’t do last weeks, and this week was going to be done.
The recipe called for raisins and we all know that this girl does not do raisins, so I substituted cinnamon chips, not my aforementioned beloved chocolate ones.
Since cinnamon was a key flavor in this, and since I didn’t know whether or not I’d like the bread, I mixed up a basic powdered sugar glaze and added more cinnamon…you know…to cover up the taste if I didn’t like it.
And I liked it.
And chocolate chips would have been a great addition.
I don’t think I’d make it again, but it isn’t going in the trash.
If you’d like the recipe, go on over to Kelly’s blog. She has the recipe.