Perhaps the most eagerly-anticipated fruit export in years, boxes of Indian mangoes have started cropping up in a few city delis, after a 20-year ban. Most Americans have only tasted Mexican or Guatemalan mangoes, whose stringy flesh and faint sweetness pales next to the Indian variety, kinda the way that canned fruit cocktail stacks up to fresh produce. The FDA’s concern over pesticides used by Indian farmers halted the mango trade until George W Bush lifted the ban in 2006, as part of larger trade and nuclear cooperation agreements. Currently, only 2 of the 1500 varieties grown in India (which produces 50% of the world’s supply) are allowed in the US, under condition that they be treated with irradiation to eliminate seed weevils: the alphonso and the kesar.

I tried an alphonso, fondly known as the king of fruits, after my snacking associate spotted some in a box at Dual Specialty Store, an Indian deli on First Avenue. The mango’s flesh was firm but more creamy than pulpy, and the outer layers had, in addition to an intense mango taste, notes of floral and spice. Towards the middle the mango turned sweeter, more honey-and-vanilla, dribbling juice that ran down my wrists. Eating mangoes is a messy business, best enjoyed with someone you love.

So of course, it was back to Dual for more mangoes. I picked out two green ones, wrapped in styrofoam nets, hoping that they will ripen to golden yellow. Since they were an exorbitant $3.50 each, I also picked up a more reasonably-priced $1.50 Mexican mango, which was bigger and promisingly shaded vivid red and gold. Compared to the Alphonso it fell flat. There was no complexity, little flavor, and pulpy bits. The man at the counter said they were running low on the alphonsos, but they would be getting some kesars in soon (sure enough, the first sea shipment left Mumbai on June 12 and is due this week). And then, since mango season ends in June, and there are still few importers, there will likely be no more til next year. For now, Patel Brothers in Jackson Heights might be another likely source. Get them while you can, because mango fanatics will be snapping them up.

Dual Specialty Store
91 First Avenue between 5th st. and 6t st.
11am-midnight

Reputed to be the best Thai restaurant in the city, Sripraphai sits on an unassuming block, almost in earshot of the rumbling elevated 7 train, way out in Woodside Queens. Since their renovation a few years ago, this spot is less of a famous hole-in-the-wall, and more of a modern sanctum for serious lovers of Thai cuisine. I hoped it would be worth the schlep.

watercress salad–tastes better than it looks

After an overwhelming purusal of a 12-page menu, and fortified by a Singha, the dishes began arriving at a brisk clip. One standout was the crispy watercress salad–tempura-coated greens covering tangy bits of chicken, squid, and shrimp ($9.50), which was best enjoyed with coconut rice ($2.00). The fried shrimp cakes with chili dipping sauce ($8.50) and fried chive vegetable dumplings ($4.00) were somewhat less remarkable, although the crisp, yet deeply chewy texture on the dumplings was a nice surprise, rather like biting into fried cake. My favorite dish of the night was the tom kha gai soup ($4.00). Huge chunks of chicken and mushroom marinated in sweet coconut milk, which had a lovely heat (I asked for medium spicy). It was easily the best tom kha I’ve had. The cashew chicken entree ($8.00) looked innocuous enough–breaded chicken coated with sweet chili sauce and pineapple–but one accidental bite into a dried, rather tasteless chili set my tongue on fire. The burning lasted for half an hour.

cashew chicken

There was no choice put to order some coconut ice cream ($4.00), which was a soothing dessert although one had to dig through a slimy pile of sweet palm seeds to get at the good stuff. The yellow bean cakes ($4.00), which resembled uraniam-esque hockey pucks, tasted a little flat on my chili-pepper numbed tongue, but eaten later at home they were a dense, sweet and coconutty treat.

coconut ice cream

All in all, the flavors were good, the prices were fair, and the service was fast. I was not as blown away as I’d hoped to be but I would go back, and just be careful to avoid any dried chilies. At least I can now proudly add deep-fried salad to my snacking resume.

64-13 39th Avenue Woodside Queens
11:30 am - 9:30pm Closed Wednesdays