I can’t so much as see a mango without at once visualizing a bath. It’s all JBS Haldane and Quentin Blake’s faults.
‘Aha,’ said Mr Leakey, ‘this is where I have a pull over Lord Melchett or the Duke of Westminster, or any other rich man. They might be able to get mangoes here by aeroplane, but they couldn’t give them as dessert at a smart dinner-party.’
‘That shows you’ve never eaten one. The only proper place to eat a mango is in your bath. You see, it has a tough skin and a squashy inside, so when once you get through the skin all the juice squirts out. And that would make a nasty mess of people’s white shirts. D’you ever wear a stiff-fronted shirt?’
Mango and blueberry dessert for stiff-fronted shirts
a ripe mango
two handfuls of blueberries
thick Greek yoghurt
a teaspoon of acacia honey
a sprig of mint
Get the mango and turn it into a hedgehog, like this. Cut in half along the stone. Then cut first lengthways, then horizontally, without piercing the skin. Now turn inside out.
Blitz the blueberries with two tablespoons of yoghurt. Next, in a clean blitzing thing, blitz about half the mango, two more tablespoons of yoghurt, and a teaspoon of honey.
Layer the blueberry yoghurt mix at the bottom of a glass, scatter over fresh blueberries. Next layer the mango yoghurt and scatter over fresh mango. Add a sprig of mint. Good enough for any dinner party, or just a solitary indulgence.