To me, mangoes are something very special; to me, they aren’t just a delicious fruit but also a family excitement. Passing the Asian market on Coney Island Ave and asking my mother if we could buy some mangos, making them into desserts, and juices, and even adding them into some savory dishes will always be a happy memory in my heart. Picking fresh mangoes from the farms in Pakistan is a joyful memory. Mangoes aren’t just the king of fruits but they also symbolize culture as there are many different types across the world. Whether it might be the red mangoes from Mexico that go great with "Tajin", or the sweet mangoes from Pakistan, the aroma and the taste of the Pakistani mangoes are unforgettable. It's like the taste of heaven. Mangoes will always have a special place in my heart as well as the rest of the world.