Come away with me to Canada.
After teaching abroad in London, UK; Marrakech, Morocco; and Kaohsiung, Taiwan; I went back to Australia for a visit and a push of the personal 'refresh' button in my home country. But the adventure did not stop there. Now, I am in Ontario, Canada, on a new adventure.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Mmm, Moroccan Mandarins
We have been eating at least 2 kilograms of mandarins a week here in Marrakech. They are really, really, good. When passing a fruit vendor and eyeing his produce, he will always pick up a glossy skinned mandarin, tear it in half, and then hand it to you to taste. Always delicious. Always fresh. Never, ever, do I buy them from Acima (the western-style grocery store), where the fruit is no longer attached to the green leafy stem.
The perfect leaves are a tell-tale sign of super fresh fruit. After a few days, the leaves curl and lose their shine. You will never find old fruit at a fruit vendor. Mandarins are too popular and too delicious to go bad.