I didn’t know where they came from. Just like I didn’t know what an orange really tastes like.
But now, living on a tropical Island, nestled in the Caribbean Sea. Not only do I know where cashews come from, I watch them grow outside my window.
The blossoms start in early April, delicate clusters of tiny flowers, with a hint of the fragrant cashew fruit swirling in the Ocean breeze. The bees and hummingbirds are very happy. By mid-April, the developing fruit and nut are forming – one cashew per fruit.