The Rotten Mango
This Sunday we made a huge Paleo feast, including an egg scramble (with bacon, tomatoes, onions, pepper, and mushroom), carrot and potato hash, cold cucumber and tomato salad, chorizo sausage, green tea…and one mango. Rome cut the mango open to reveal a grey center. At which point I said, “Too bad that mango is rotten.” Crestfallen but still determined, Rome replied, “It’s not that bad, we can eat it.” He looked so sad that I didn’t want to burst his bubble. So I let him slice it, but I made sure it stayed on a plate by itself. Only Rome ate the mango…