I was coming back the post office when saw something I had been looking for all month in a place I didn't expect to find it. I had been noticing the progress of an unfamilar fruit tree in a neighbors yard and I was hoping that this kind of fruit would be sold by the vegetable trucks when the came in season. The first place I saw them in picked form was in a box strapped to the back of a Gozitan man's motorbike. He saw me looking at them. I asked what they were. I repeated what he said. He happily gave me a handful. They are delicious, but they have very large seeds. I have to ask about the local name for them again, but you may know them as loquats.
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