Here's a basket of mangoes. I don't eat too many of them, but I LOVE pickled mango!! This sounds familiar....did I already do a post on mangoes!? Anyway, my second grade teacher in grade school, an old Hawaiian lady, who was a completel psycho b*tch, made the best pickled mango that I ever put in my mouth. But she was absolutely frightening. When we were "bad", she put us in a closet, smacked us with a yardstick, and made the boys put on ballet tutus and sit on a stool in front of the whole class. And yet, she would sometimes bring us delicious pickled mango. Very strange woman.