Mango tea cake
It is the 2nd week of April already, the Sun is beating down so hard I fear widespread spontaneous combustion. In May if not right away. The worst is yet to come. But the one thing that makes this weather acceptable has not deigned to make an appearance yet, at least, not in an acceptable, enjoyable fashion. I am talking about mangoes of course. I see Senthuram in the market place, occasional bounty of Alphonso more expensive than Gold at the moment and indifferent Banganapalli. No Malgoa, no Organic varieties, nothing. Our local mango mandi continues to sell handicrafts pretending it is still March. The Senthuram quality lurches wildly. The first two were awesome, the third sour, the fourth was spat out my mangophile son. I decided to minimize the risk with the fifth, sixth and seventh. When life throws poor mangoes at you, make mango muffins! Or if you have run out of cupcake linings and you are too lazy to butter the individual tins, make...