I’m ashamed to say that, for the most part, I don’t really like the food in Taiwan. I think that it stems from my general dislike for meat. I’m not a huge meat-eater, especially funky meat. And there is a lot of funky meat here.
For example, dumplings are the unofficial food of Taiwan. Pork dumplings are probably the most common. Most people really like Taiwanese dumplings. However, every time I eat them I have the sneaking suspicion that the few minutes in boiling water hasn’t really cooked the ground pork and all I can think of is, I am eating raw pork. I am feeling bile rising from the back of my throat and mixing with the raw pork. Raw pork and stomach bile are not a good combination. Hence, my general dislike of dumplings.
Everywhere Jason and I have traveled to, I have found food that I love. Food that I dream about long after I leave the country. Up until just recently, I hadn’t found that food in Taiwan. But now I have!
Taiwanese Mangoes Baby!!!!
I’m thinking that when God sent manna to the Children of Israel, it was really Taiwanese mangoes that He sent. I would have been very happy hanging out in the wilderness for 40 years if I could have eaten Taiwanese mangoes everyday.
So move over Three C’s (Cheese, Chocolate and Cheesecake) because you have been replaced with my new favorite food of all time. Taiwanese mangoes are now at the top of the list. The mangoes we get in the states don’t hold a candle; even the mangoes I ate in Hawaii are sub-par compared to these lovely local mangoes. The only drawback is that I have to consume them in the privacy of my kitchen because I make such a mess as I’m stuffing them in my gullet that I have to lean over the sink while the juice runs down my face like the blood of a hyena’s recent kill.
But alas, mango season is coming to an end all too soon. Sniff! And then I’ll be back to eating raw pork and stomach bile dumplings.