My conversation about Brazil this weekend with a friend (post 365 performance) plus my consumption of a delicious papaya (or mamao if we want to be Brazilian about it) has got me thinking again about pitayas (my first encounter with them was in Barao Geraldo).
I frequently have visions of them. Take a look at this photo and you'll see why.
What a stunning fruit. (possibly the first time I've typed those words in the context of actual produce)