I Say Zapatos, You Say Zapotes

045-3So it happens that I have come to find a certain fondness for one particular fruit stand over the rest. It certainly isn’t one anyone else would notice. Especially not in this region of Ecuador; where every imaginable dusty street corner is home to one. And then some.  Fruit is everywhere here and I am in heaven. Bruising in a basket in any tienda window, carefully displayed beneath palapa stands on the highway, dangling from beneath umbrellas attached to bicycle carts, even bobbing to and fro in the back of makeshift pickup trucks. Fruit is life here. It is the essence on the wind, swirled up into the salty air, in a combination of nature’s most intoxicating perfume.

 I have tried so many unimaginable fruits here, from furry to slimy, tiny to oversized, sour to sweet to bitter…and sometimes flavors and textures indescribable.  Learning the crazy names of these edibles, is like trying to the learn riddles from Eve’s own book of garden debauchery. But, I try in my earnest, to impress the fruit keepers with my knowledge and love of all things grown around our home.

These guardians of the fruit, they have been the first set of ears, the first set of smiles, the first unwilling victims at my feeble attempts to speak Spanish. And so it goes, that they often tease me and taunt me and applaud me for my miserable sabotage. But, as my confidence grows, I dare to step out a bit further, guessing rather than asking, when I see a new one that I vaguely recognize.

This is where I get into trouble, as I am not the type that wears confidence well. I’m more like the monkey that hides behind a tree, hoping no one will notice me there. And when I’m caught eye to eye with the vendors, my cheeks swell up and turn pink. Yes, I am 33, and I still embarrass hopelessly easily.

But, this particular fruit stand is a quite a bit out of our way, considering we bypass at least a half a dozen others in pursuit of this one particular hut. A couple of girls run the place, and occasionally a young man is around too, I presume either a husband or brother. And if we stay around long enough, little toes poke out from the creaky bamboo door, followed by sparkling black eyes that peer up at me with curiousity. These people are so humble and so intoxicatingly happy. And it’s just this simple: they sell the best fruit in town.

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Bananas, Avocados, Mangoes

These ladies wield a machete like something I could only imagine in a movie, tossing aside pieces of coconut and dropping in a straw, in one smooth sweep, as if nothing more significant that tucking their hair behind their ear. They stand on their tippy toes to reach the bananas at the very top of the bunch, only willing to share the most perfect gem. And they effortlessly run their fingers across the fruit; tap tap, tapping the skins, picking the perfect one. Ripe for today, tomorrow, or from yesterday (for juicing). It isn’t possible to lie, they wouldn’t dream of it, or likely even conceive of it. Only the best for everyone.

A few days ago, we took the short drive to pluck up a couple of bags of goodies, nature’s candy if I might. I soon spotted a pile of some of my Ecuadorian favorites, which I hadn’t seen in a while. The fuzzy grayish- brown skin makes me think of the innocent coat of seal pup. It is shaped like an acorn, only it’s the size of my palm. And inside, is the most divine stringy, fleshy, orange fruit that somehow smells just like corn silk and tastes a bit like squash.

I marched straight for it, hands in the air, declaring a need for half a dozen zapatos! And this pretty twenty-something Latina burst into the grandest smile I had ever seen, and I knew that she must be so proud of me. For she knew she has not taught me this word. But, no, I was wrong. I misjudged her pride for unfiltered candor. She quickly ducked her eyes beneath her lashes and tried to cover her smile with the tips of her fingers. But, her friend in the back round betrayed her, and soon enough their giggles filled the air around me as they struggled to compose their amusement. Finally, she quietly and shyly spoke to me, holding up the prized fruit. “No, Senora, No. Estas son ZAAAPPPOOOTTES, no Zapatos”.

Before the words left her mouth, I knew my mistake, and I couldn’t help but giggle, too, even if my cheeks blossomed as if I’d had too much sun. My friends, I had asked the fruit princess….for six shoes.

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Zapotes…not Zapatos!

 

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44 Comments Add yours

  1. CBsoundso says:

    Ooh! Zapotes sound so delicious. Hungry now. Off to the market 🙂

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  2. Nice story. I tried to learn how to speak Spanish too, you can easily mix up the words. 🙂

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    1. I’m sure it’s true of any language, how many words are so closely spelled but in no way relate to each other. Just part of the fun of learning a new language!

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  3. Your fruit story made my day! That’s funny and too cute actually. 🙂
    I haven’t tried zapotes yet, but when I do in the future, I’ll surely remember this story on my first bite.

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    1. Aw, thank you so much for the sweet feedback! So happy you enjoyed it!

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  4. Funny story. I’ve never even heard of zapotes so I need to put them on my list of things to try. That’s one thing I love about tropical climates — fresh fruit everywhere and so many different varieties.

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    1. In some countries the spelling is a bit different, with an S in place of the Z.But, pretty much sounds the same when you are asking for it: Sapotes or Zapotes. I had never heard of them before either, they are delicious!

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  5. I do what I want to says:

    I never thought of reading something so good about fruit! Really!!! Good luck learning all the fruit names and of course you can get six zapatos too if you want 😉

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    1. Oh thank you! I really appreciate the compliment 🙂 Shoes are pretty cheap around here, too..so yeah, it’s totally possible to walk off with six new shoes! 😀

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  6. Heheh, you’ve made me laugh. Very nice story, sounds you’re having a great time there. 😉 That’s what I love about being abroad, the anecdotes like that, they just keep coming and it’s so much fun! 😀 Thanks for sharing!

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    1. Thank you, so glad you enjoyed it! We are loving Ecuador!

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  7. Travel tips says:

    i love the fresh fruits and vegetables places, and u made me miss passion fruit by your photo. looks like a great place, full of life, i would definitely want to go there.

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    1. It is a fabulous place for a million years, and the passion fruit is just one 🙂

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  8. diytravelhq says:

    One of my favourite things about travelling is trying new food but particularly new fruits! Im pretty sure Ive had zapotes a few times in Central America during this past year, I love them! Can you get rambutans (or lychees as the locals call them) in Ecuador, they’re my fave 🙂

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    1. I never knew how much of a foodie I was, or a frutie for that matter! 🙂 I’m a bit crazy about trying every new fruit I see. I know exactly what you are talking about…and yes, those are so much fun to eat 😀

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  9. Neha Gupta says:

    I loved your kids pictures, really cute!

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  10. We have never heard of this fruit, but it looks like a relative of the persimmon. Whatever your choices, finding a place with good produce can be difficult.

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    1. I don’t know, I haven’t had a persimmon! I’ll have to look into that. :-)In Ecuador there is ALWAYS good produce!

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  11. have never heard of zapotes or eaten them but can definitely relate to using the wrong words in Spanish sometimes! 🙂

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    1. I think it goes with the territory! 🙂

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  12. Yum, I love fresh fruit, especially exotic ones that I haven’t tried yet before. Thanks for sharing this!

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    1. We never knew how many exotic, tropical, and passion fruits there could be!

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  13. Pete says:

    Mmmm. Mouthwatering story. I love mangoes, and there were a few luscious ones in the pictures.

    I think of these little language incidents as the price we pay for learning. Maria von Trapp reported in her autobiography how she was so proud of her English skills in New York until she tried to buy a head of “garbage” in a greengrocer’s.

    Much to his surprise.

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    1. Haha! Love that story! I think that is true, we have to make these little mistakes to keep learning. My husband just said that today as we listened to our 4-year old practicing her Spanish int he car. 🙂

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  14. Tracy (lifeofkuhl) says:

    In everyplace we have ever called home…even for a day or two…our goal is to find THEE best fruit stand. This looks amazing. I love papaya and lilikoi are my absolute favorite.

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    1. That sounds a rather lovely goal! We haven’t really been able to distinguish one as better than the others…but, we do like to drive by and see which one has something that we haven’t tried before. 🙂

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  15. Sebastian says:

    Never heard of Zapotes, sounds great, have to try it when I am in Ecuador!

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    1. Definitely try as many fruits as possible, you will be amazed!

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  16. Matthew says:

    Wow, a fruit I haven’t heard of. It’s incredible how many things exist that we never hear about.

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    1. Absolutely. I can’t believe how many things we have discovered that we never knew about in just one tiny country!

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  17. These look yummy. I’ve never eaten Zapotes but I’d love to try. We’re living in Vietnam now and we are constantly discovering exotic fruits that we didn’t even know existed. And we can’t pronounce them either.

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    1. Oh I can only imagine! It’s so much fun to discover so many new fruits and so many new names, too. We would love to see Vietnam one day!

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  18. I am amazed by knowing about such a staggering variety of fruits. They all look extremely exotic and delicious. As for zapotes, I have heard about it for the first time and it surely sounds very interesting.

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    1. The fruit varieties in Ecuador are truly endless! Each time we visit a new market we see something we have never seen before. It is really incredible!

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  19. mohitarts says:

    ahhah…that happens quite a lot at new place..good to know that fruits are so important part of the day there….

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    1. Yes, I imagine that is true! Fruits are life here!!

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  20. Gracie says:

    What a wonderful story! I recently tried zapote for the first time too, but in Guatemala. So tasty. And I love sampling the fruit when I travel to Latin America, so the fruit sellers are also my unwitting victims of Spanish butchery. Practicing in everyday life is the only way to get better though 🙂 What other fruits have you tried in Ecuador? Anything rare or unusual?

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    1. Thank you for enjoying my story! You are the first reader that knows about Zapote, I believe! I have tried more fruits than I can even remember, and even those are just a small fraction of what is out there. Another one of my favorites is the Granadilla, a very weird but delicious type of passion fruit. In addition, Guaba is a furry seed that grows inside what looks like a super sized pea pod. Not, my favorite but certainly one of the most memorable.

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      1. Gracie says:

        Oh yes I love the granadilla! I recently tried what you call the Guaba too. In Guatemala they call it Paternas, in English some people call it the ice cream bean. I don’t think it tastes like ice cream, but it definitely is weird, wonderful and memorable. Cheers!

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      2. Oh I haven not heard that! Not like any ice cream I have ever tried…yet! haha

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  21. brionnawar says:

    That sounds like something I would do, loved this story. Your pictures are so wonderful too.

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    1. Thank you! I think most of us make these silly mistakes abroad, it’s all part of the fun! 🙂

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