Anonnas, Zapotes, Maracuyas, Carambolas, Guanabanas!  They were on a table in the small living room—a welcoming gift from Don Tino.  Later, Raquel told us her father had been at a meeting raising money for a symphony.  Before coming home, he had detoured to the market to purchase tropical fruits he suspected we had never tasted.  That was April … Continue reading DON TINO’S STRANGE FRUIT