Guilty…

If Cleffairy were to accuse me of putting up this post with the sole intention of torturing Annie-Q, I would definitely plead guilty as charged as she would be so darn right! LOL!!!

You see, in her comment the other day, Annie said, “Did you just mention ‘quinee’??? WOW!! So so long I never had quinee, I love quinee, very nice smell and yummy!!! Slurp slurp. Quinee also got season one right? Hmmmm….“

Well, it used to be seasonal but with global warming and climatic changes in the world today, even Mother Nature is totally confused. If you look at my neightbour’s trees at this point in time, one is flowering…

…while on the other tree, the fruits are about ready to fall off…

In the past, it used to be hot and arid around the middle of the year and wet and gloomy around year-end when all the fruits would appear in the market – durians, dabai (black olives), lenggeng or mata kucing, langsat, manggis (mangosteen) and a whole lot of others.  That was what we would call the fruit season then but these days, it is no longer so predictable. The fruits would appear at odd times and sometimes in abundance while at other times, there would just be a bit and they would cost a bomb.

Quinee is quite common here probably because it is easy to plant and does not need much care and attention unlike the Thai mango…or worse, the coconut mango or the apple mango varieties. But some of the fruits may be too fibrous and are generally not very popular. I had two big trees in my garden before – the fruits were the best in town but at one stage, the trees were infested with bees. The dreaded insects would come in the daytime and by nightfall, I would see them flying home, wherever that was, in one big thick black cloud. Because of their presence, I was afraid to let my daughter out of the house in case she got stung and eventually, I had to engage some people to come and chop the trees down and take everything – leaves, branches and trunks away.

It was a pity really for everytime the trees started bearing fruits…

…I was able to go round distributing them to all my relatives and friends in town and after a couple of rounds, there would still be a lot left and I would take them to the fruit sellers in town. At RM1.00 per fruit and 80 sen if they were a bit smaller, I was able to make at least RM200-300 each time.

I do not eat it myself though for even after one slice…

…I would feel as if I am coming down with a sore throat or a fever so whenever my neighbour’s would drop on my side of the fence, I would just throw them back. You want some, Annie? Muahahahaha!!!!