I asked a few friends, and here’s what they said: “It’s like a apricot that went to finishing school.” Another friend said, “It tastes like a chai latte if the chai was a fruit.”
The most common comparison? A cross between a mango and a roasted pumpkin, but lighter. It has a floral, almost honeyed whisper to it.
Some people say it’s like eating a warm memory of autumn. I think it’s like a high-five from the sun.
