When you land at the airport in Obregón, Mexico, as we did on our way back from Puerto Vallarta, you can buy candied apples for $2 a piece. And here's the best part - the Mexican Immigration and Customs officials are the ones selling them! Like Girl Scouts selling cookies they have them sitting right there on the desk in a cardboard box. A dozen or so beautiful tamarind candied apples wrapped in cellophane and tied with little ribbons. I'd love to know how the wife suckered her Customs Official-husband into selling her apples to tourists. "Gustavo, just a few, por favor. They'll love them, just you wait." And we did. On the way down we bought one and the way back we bought five. How do you like them apples?
After tasting the tamarind apple I will no longer be able to eat a regular old caramel apple (when was the last time I had one anyway I cannot tell you). It was unlike anything we had ever eaten. Crisp Granny Smith apples were wrapped in a paste made of tamarind (a sweet and sour fruit pulp), chili powder, sugar and salt. The result is a perfect balance of sweet, sour, salty and spicy.
Wouldn't it be nice if our Customs officials sold sweet little treats to tourists...apple by apple we could whittle away at the national debt!