Mango Salsa Recipe

Ingredients

2 mangos, peeled and diced into small cubes
2 large tomatoes, diced in similar-sized cubes as mangos
1/2 red onion, chopped finely
1 habanero pepper, chopped finely
1/4 cup finely chopped cilantro
Juice from 1 lime
Salt and pepper to taste

Combine all ingredients in a large bowl and eat.  Common mediums for consumption are tortilla chips, a spoon or your hand.  For a less spicy alternative, use a serrano pepper or a jalapeno.

Enjoy.

Hi. I'm Penny.

Hi!  My name is Penny Lane and I'm just a small Golden Retriever pup who came into the world on November 15, 2010.  I spent the first two months of my fluffy, golden life with my parents; Tahoe and Chanel, at the home of Marco and Jennifer in North Hills, CA.  This past Monday my siblings and I were visited by a young and smily couple and I immediately took a liking to the pretty blonde girl.  I fell asleep with my tiny head on her lap a few times, but that's only because I was super tired from all the eating and sleeping I'd been doing all day.  Actually, that's pretty much what I do every day.  I really like to sleep (just like that pretty blonde, as I've come to find out...more on this later) and eat.  Anyway, this couple talked for a while about me and my brothers and sisters.  I think I heard the handsome guy with a scummy moustache say that he was really fond of my brother Fat Tail, but that's only because he hadn't spent much time with me.  I know this to be true because after much deliberation, I was dressed in a bow and whisked away in a strange red car.

The ride back to downtown Los Angeles, where I now call home, was extremely stressful.  We stopped at this huge store filled with things I like, such as squeaky toys, rawhide chews, food as far as a pup can see and also some other canines whom I really had no interest in.  Next thing I knew, the nice couple had a trunk full of stuff.  I eventually figured out that the "stuff" was for me...they just met me and they were buying me all sorts of things.  I found this to be a bit presumptuous, but I went with it.  After we left that big store, the pretty blonde and I waited for a while in the car.  Eventually the scummy moustache man returned with a large sandwich.  I thought I ate with a vengeance but apparently he hadn't eaten for a days because he really took to that sandwich.  Then we drove some more.

It was my first time in a car so you might understand why I barfed three times on the drive to downtown LA.  The first two hurls were minimal but the third was quite substantial and altogether gross.  It went everywhere and I remember that the lady was all up in arms about it.  I guess I wouldn't much like to be barfed on so I understood.  I felt bad but cars are weird.  My stomach kept turning over and over and I just couldn't help it.  No one likes to barf but I especially hate it.  Thankfully we made it to our destination without a fourth incident.

My new home is decidedly different than what I'm used to.  It's way up on the 8th floor (I don't like heights too much), there's a strange room we have to get in to get up and down, to and from the apartment, and weirdest of all is the small, furry creature that also lives here.  I think his name is Mr. Roons and he's okay and all.  He's quite aggressive but he doesn't seem to mind me being here.  I really, really want to play with him but my new parents are easing me into it.  I don't see what the big deal is, though.  He's just a small bun.

Well, I'm pretty sleepy and I haven't napped in a whole hour.  I'm going to take a snooze now.