The fruit in India tastes 100% better than the fruit in America. I barely eat any fruit there. Maybe I’ll have a banana once a week, and I do like pears and plums, but they are super seasonal, and even then, I’ll only eat a handful.
The weather here allows for a variety of delicious fruit, and also builds my cravings; in the heat, few foods sounds as good as a cooling kiwi or juicy strawberry. And here, each fruit is sweeter, each flavor more pronounced. Above is a lunch box of fruit. I really love eating fresh figs because they feel so delicate and look so much prettier than the ugly dried figs. I also enjoy eating guavas here! Guava juice and jam are so yummy, but the fruit itself is known as a “superfruit” because of it’s extremely high quantities of vitamins a, b, and c.
I naively assumed that the fruit sold in these street stalls grows locally. But my grandmother explained that fruits and vegetables sold in Bombay come from all over India- apples and pears come from Kashmir, bananas from Vasai- a far suburb of Bombay, and guavas from Nasik, which is close to the city. Many of the fruits and veggies that feed the city are grown in Vasai, like the karela (bitter gourd), dhoodhi (white gourd), bindi (okra), etc. The papdi used to make undhiyo, a winter specialty, comes from Surat, as do the mini eggplants and kandh. They are deposited at a mass market in Navi Mumbai (New Bombay); the fruit and vegetable sellers buy from this market and transport their goods into the city. The other day, my mom and I ate a sitaphul, or custard apple, from Bangkok that was supposed to have only 1 seed, as opposed to around 30. (It had 8, we counted.) Custard apples, by the way, are sweet and creamy, like ice cream.