Ah I bet you thought you'd be seeing a photograph of me. Nope, I'm just teasing you with this Mango Creme brûlée, though it would have been more appropriate had a I shown you a freshly sliced mango cheek!
tagged by the beautiful LeLa of Touching the sky is easier for birds. LeLa lives in Tartu, Estonia. I've been reading Lela's blog for over a year now. I can't remember exactly who found who, but I like frequenting her space and enjoying reading her views, and looking at the postcards she receives from around the world from fellow bloggers.
Lela would like me to share seven things about me. To be honest, I've been tagged before and found it quite difficult to share 7 things about me that others would find interesting. I think I am very ordinary, and to be honest rather boring. So I thought I'd give my readers the opportunity to ask me questions from which I will choose 6 to answer.
For those of you wondering why I am still blogging as I had mentioned early in the week that we were going to be travelling down South. Unfortunately, we have both had a stinky cold, so not to pass our germs onto friends and family, the trip to Essex via Wales has been postponed. We still plan to go as D is eager to see his mother since the fracturing of her wrist, so as soon as we are both feeling much better, our trip will go ahead as originaly planned. So fellow readers you have plenty of time to think about questions (please do keep them light hearted) and I will respond when I get back from my sojourn.
But I will get the ball rolling with one question that may have crossed your minds - Why Mangocheeks?
Gosh, I can't remember anymore, except that 'mangocheeks' was the affectionate name I gave to my youngest nephew because he was cute, sweet and had the smoothest kissable cheeks that only an Aunty could pull and kiss. Its also a fruit that is very much part of my life. My mother is a huge mango fan. Every year she can't wait for the sweet mangoes to arrive on British shores. It was also one of the first fruit I was given to eat, the way a ripe apple is given to a child by a mother in the West for teething, well the mango was perhaps the first fruit I really enjoyed eating - bite the mango, baby.
Funnily enough, a number of people have found my blogger name a little uncomfortable. They don't like referring to me as 'mangocheeks' as it conjured up particular images in their head. Had I given my blog name some deep consideration, this may have crossed my mind, but it had not and I was rather surprised and a little bewildered to see how such a innocent name could come mean something else.
link, it's the same recipe filling for the Creme Mango Lime Tart, but without the lime and the pastry.