Mango Pineapple Curry

Last night we visited the Bergers for supper and a game of Clue en Français. A visit to the Berger house is most often a new food experience for me and last night was no different. Supper was Indian themed. We had samosas for entrés (which oddly enough is the French word for appetizer) and for the main course there was mango pineapple curry served over rice and roasted almonds. The curry had cubes of chicken, pineapple pieces and chunks of mango. The sauce was made from a mixture of pineapple juice, milk, cream and curry powder, with salt and pepper to taste. It was fantastic! The flavours mixed perfectly. There was a combination of excellent and different textures. I had eaten a late lunch and wasn't too hungry before we went over for supper, but I still had seconds. This just confirms how awesome Indian food is for me. YUM! I also have a reason to go to the grocery store and pick up a mango or two now.

VERDICT: Make as often as possible. The only reason it is not rated favourite is because I still like butter chicken just a little bit more.

photo borrowed from http://www.dinnercakes.com/2009/07/pineapple-mango-chicken-curry.html

No Name Pizza "Pockets"

I have eaten scores of pizza pockets and pizza pops in my day. In fact I used to eat them so often for lunch in school that I became sick of both of them. I have recently started enjoying a pizza pop or two and thought that I should retry pizza pockets. This thought was brought by the need to have something easy for lunches and an excellent sale at the local Superstore.
Pizza pockets are the round ones whose claim to fame is that they are, "baked, not fried". I got the no name pepperoni variety and I have to say for a pizza snack they are quite excellent. Better than bagel bites and I am fond of bagel bites. I guess waiting seven or so years has made them palatable again. I had almost forgotten the hybrid cheese/tomato sauce mixture pizza pockets use. It is hard to describe it, but I don't think cheese and tomato sauce could be merged into a single entity any better.
I'm going to have to be careful with getting back into pizza pockets. I have already over-indulged on them to the point where I couldn't look at them without feeling queasy once in my life and will have to keep my devouring instinct on a tight leash. Just one lunch after going years without I already feel like there is nothing I'd rather do with the rest of my day then sitting around eating delicious circular, meat and tomato/cheese sauce filled, pizza-pastry delights. I know where that road leads, though, and will stick with moderation.
VERDICT: Order, because if I could make them there wouldn't be much else that I would eat.

Mango

I've never been a big eater of tropical fruit having kept mainly to the regular fruits. I have however eaten mango every now and again. Strangely enough I never really had a fear of trying it or eating it. It's just off my radar. When someone asks me to eat one I have almost a "sure, why not" response, which is very different from my usual "AH! Run and hide under a big rock" response. Mangos don't taste bad. Mangos don't taste great. They don't look offensive. They don't look particularly appealing. Its texture is very different from what I'm accustomed to, but I don't really mind it. Mangos are the fruit of mediocrity. I have no problems having a slice of mango every time it's offered to me, but I never really want one.
VERDICT: Polite, since that is the only way I ever eat them.

photo borrowed from http://pested.ifas.ufl.edu/newsletters/2009-10/mango.png