Chickoo! Chickoo, chickoo, chickoo. I just love saying chickoo. This was certainly a new fruit to me. I chopped it up with some mango and put it in a custard. I can't say it's my favorite, but I would eat it again. I like some tang to my fruit, which chickoo is not. Nor is it cloyingly sweet. The texture is almost grainy, like a pear. I think in smells oddly like the fenny Boaz's coworkers brought back from Goa.
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