Zanzibar Spice Tour Part 2: Fruit and Tea
Thursday, September 8, 2005 
The next stop on our spicy tour this morning was at the Butterfly Spice Farm where we sat on long wooden benches in the deep shade of a truly magnificent mango tree and ate a picnic of fresh fruits and herbal teas in tiny porcelain cups.
The three teas were lemongrass, ginger and marsala. We'd tried jackfruit earlier, but now we were offered chunks of fresh mangosteen, passion fruit, soursop, avocado, and a gloriously tasty pineapple.
Tasting that fresh pineapple made all other pineapples in my life seem pale and synthetic. All the fruits were delicious in fact, and I'm not really a person who seeks out fruit.
Some of the tastes (like the unlikely-sounding soursop) were completely new to me, but the familiar avocado (like the pineapple) was somehow more luscious here on this island. Everything was good to eat.
This farm had a little market stall where you could buy all sorts of souvenir baskets and jars of locally-grown spices, and in the nearby woods several clutches of baby chickens were herded peeping to and fro by their mothers.
The next stop on our spicy tour this morning was at the Butterfly Spice Farm where we sat on long wooden benches in the deep shade of a truly magnificent mango tree and ate a picnic of fresh fruits and herbal teas in tiny porcelain cups.
The three teas were lemongrass, ginger and marsala. We'd tried jackfruit earlier, but now we were offered chunks of fresh mangosteen, passion fruit, soursop, avocado, and a gloriously tasty pineapple.
Tasting that fresh pineapple made all other pineapples in my life seem pale and synthetic. All the fruits were delicious in fact, and I'm not really a person who seeks out fruit.
Some of the tastes (like the unlikely-sounding soursop) were completely new to me, but the familiar avocado (like the pineapple) was somehow more luscious here on this island. Everything was good to eat.
This farm had a little market stall where you could buy all sorts of souvenir baskets and jars of locally-grown spices, and in the nearby woods several clutches of baby chickens were herded peeping to and fro by their mothers.
posted by Spider Girl | 7:50 PM
3 Comments:
hmmmm, my number on fave fruit, we used to call the Granadellas.
great photos,
cheers,
pj
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Hi! Beatiful story which helped me to identify jackfruit. If you want to see more pics from the farm visit my gallery
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