The Mangled Mango
So today I found out that I don't know how to cut a mango. Apparently there's a ginormous seed in the middle that I have never known despite my 22+ years of living in a tropical climate where mangoes are in abundance and eaten all the time. Why have I never cut a mango before? This boggled my mind. It all started when I had just finished brushing my teeth this morning and Josh came into the bathroom saying that he didn't know how to cut it. In my mind I was like, it's just a fruit, how hard could it be? So, wanting to be the wonderful wifey to him I offered to cut it. Again, how hard could it be? I grab a knife and start cutting. My knife gets stuck in the middle. Hmm, I thought. Must be frozen in the middle! It had just come out of the fridge and sometimes our fridge freezes things (like my easter egg that froze-splode...that is another story). So I grabbed the butcher knife thinking, this will make things so much easier! Again I attack the mango. Again it