My mate told me I was crazy when I said the mangoes from Mumbai were the best in India. I was spouting conventional wisdom and thought this was safe ground. But mangoes are a controversial topic in India, particularly in the flush of the mango season. To prove his point he promised me a special delivery of mangoes, freshly picked from the tree in the courtyard of his family home in Bihar. And sure enough, this magically rustic box arrived today (and freaked out the security guys at work). Only in India could a package of fresh fruit, wrapped like this, and placed on a train 1000km from Delhi arrive in one piece and on my doorstep... a love India moment. And for the record they taste absolutely amazing! No more the sweet superficial Mumbai mango for me... henceforth I'm a Bihar man.
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