Oh so tasty

I often play around with the idea of leaving Montreal and the entire province of Quebec. I've lived there for 8 years now and I feel that that's more than enough. I have really enjoyed our Mexican timeouts and I hope this particular timeout will refresh our heads enough to make the move in some direction. I often wonder what I will miss about Quebec other than maple syrup and the multicultural Montreal. I do love my maple syrup in my morning porridge but I don't think in the long-run that will be anything I will miss that much. And well humans, multicultural or not it's still just humans. But the breakfast culture in Quebec is something that I think I will miss. The place is filled with restaurants that serve the traditional english breakfast, waffles, pancakes or omelets . The restarants open 6 or 7 in the morning and people actually eat out strangly often. You don't have that in Finland nor here in Mexico. I can live without the pancakes and waffles but there's something about that traditional english breakfast with two eggs, potatoes and some toast, perhaps  little cheese or meat and you're good until 6pm. I miss it as I write. 
Here I wake up to the crow of a rooster or a barking dog and I have my morning coffee and some fruits. Absolutely healthier but you don't survive until 6pm with that.

We are getting to the season when all the fruits just gets so juicy and delicious. For me the king of fruits is definitely the pineapple but I don't say no to pears, mangos or kiwis either. I tend to sprinkle lime all over the place when I'm here and avocados are basically part of every meal. 

My husband grew up in Dominican so he often talks about a his childhood and how he would steal guayaba (eng. guava), from the neighbors or reach out the window and grab an avocado or drink jugo de tamarindo (tamarind juice). They would only get red apples at Christmas as it was something rare for them. Kinda the opposite of my childhood, where the only thing to steal from the neighbors were apples and I did it more for the adrenaline kick than anything else. 

So now here in Mexico our table often looks like this ...

We bought a beautiful handmade ceramic fruit plate ...

that is clearly not big enough but oh so pretty.

Our most resent culinary discovery wasn't a fruit even if it tasted a bit like one. After wondering about it for a long time, we finally tasted jicama. It grows the same way and looks a bit like a potato but it's often consumed raw and that's the way we enjoyed it this sunny day driving around the neighborhood of Juriquilla. 

Mexicans prefer it with chili salt but then again what don't they prefer with chili salt? I sprinkle a little lime on it as I do with everything else and enjoy the crispy refreshing taste. Oh so tasty!