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By Angela Dimayuga and Ligaya Mishan
Published 2021
In summer, I remember my mom going to the flea market every weekend and coming home with whole flats of mangoes, strawberries, and melons. When I was little, I used to trail behind her; she’d get me a pomegranate at the start of the day and I’d eat it slowly and seriously, making it last for hours, red juice dripping down my face and shirt. Back home, she’d start shredding cantaloupe into a pitcher with a special tool that I wasn’t allowed to touch until I was older. It turned the melon int