There’s something about the taste of papaya… a real tropical papaya that’s so ripe and succulent that it barely resists as you bite into it…. sweet and refreshing in the mouth.
Something that says that I’ve arrived in this new country, something that reminds me of why I feel so much at home in South America.
Something that says “I’ve arrived, and it tastes good!”
(photo from toastforbrekkie at flickr)
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