Some of my favorite memories of being a touring children’s theatre performer in Los Angeles revolve around food. The company itself was multi-cultural, and we often found ourselves in areas of town where transplants from other countries were starting their own restaurants and serving up the food of their homelands. After all, in LA, you can find nearly every kind of cuisine from Armenian to Yugoslavian (if not Zimbabwean.) While visiting these restaurants with the other performers in the group, there were often people in the bunch who grew up eating that cuisine. And for that meal, it was as if they were the ambassador to traditions and foods that I was sometimes trying for the first time. We’d talk over meals of rice and beans about their parents, their families, or the best way to fry plantains… It gave the meals a richness and warmth that went further than whatever garnishes were planned by the restaurant. It also created a closeness in the group because it felt like we weren’t just bonding over shared time together but also shared memories.
Now whenever I cut open a mango, I can’t help but think of one of the company members who grew up in Hawaii. His family had a mango tree in their backyard. I imagined him running outside to pull a mango from the tree in the same way that I’d run down the hill in the yard of my childhood home to pluck mulberries. He’d often bring mangoes to shows, cut up in slices, to share with the rest of us. I’d purchased mango on my own many times, but I’d never been that impressed with the flavor. It was kind of dry and a little woody. That is, until I tasted the mango he’d brought. It was succulent and sweet, juicy and tender. I asked him about why our mangoes varied so much, and he said the key was in the ripeness. There should be a slight give when you press with the thumb, when you smell the end of the mango, it should be fragrant. Since then I’ve learned to be patient. I don’t refrigerate the fruit, so that it can continue to ripen. I leave it in the fruit bowl until it’s even starting to wrinkle just a bit. I take in a whiff of its floral aroma, press on it gently, and know that it’s ready.
In my continuing series on simple ways to use Spicy Black Beans, here’s a recipe for Mango Pineapple Salsa on Black Bean-Stuffed Potatoes. When people think of baked potatoes, their minds often jump to cheese or sour cream. In this case, the freshness of pineapple and mango lighten the dish and inform the spicy black beans in a way that is vibrant instead of heavy. The bright bite of the mango can almost transport you to Hawaii or at least to a grade school auditorium, wearing wigs and costumes, telling stories to children…
Black Bean-Stuffed Potatoes
- Russet Potatoes
- Spicy Black Beans
- Extra virgin olive oil (optional)
- Mango Pineapple Salsa
- Avocado, diced
Preheat oven to 400 degrees. Use a fork or knife to poke five or six holes in each potato. Wrap the potatoes with aluminum foil and bake for an hour, until a fork can easily spear it. Refrigerate potatoes until needed and/or until cool enough to handle. Slice potatoes in half length-wise. Use a teaspoon to scoop out the center of each half, creating a bowl for the black beans. (Be careful not to tear or rip apart the potato.) Fill the potato bowls with Spicy Black Beans. Put the potatoes on a parchment paper-covered baking sheet. If desired, rub a small amount of extra virgin olive oil on the bottom of each potato for added crispiness. Bake potatoes with black bean mixture for 10-15 minutes, until heated through. Remove them from the oven and top with Mango Pineapple Salsa and avocado chunks. Serve immediately.
Makes about 2 cups
- 1 cup fresh pineapple, chopped small
- 1 mango, peeled and chopped small
- 2 heaping Tablespoons cilantro, roughly chopped
- 2 Tablespoons lime juice
- ½ tsp chili powder
- 1/8 tsp cayenne
- Salt, to taste
Combine ingredients in a bowl. Refrigerate until ready to use. Flavors will continue to meld and deepen.



Love that idea!
Thanks!
I’m full from the huge dinner I ate, but that salsa is making my mouth water. Holy. Cow. Thank goodness I don’t have a mango lying around..
Mango is quite the temptress indeed!
Yummy looking stuffed potatoes! I love mangos! They’re so good when totally ripe, I’m finding that’s true of a lot of other fruit too.
Yes, ripeness makes all the difference! It’s all about figuring out a particular fruit or vegetable’s sweet spot.
Nice twist on the standard baked potato. I’d love to try the mango pineapple salsa! It looks so delicious and fresh.
I’ve rarely met a salsa I didn’t like, but there’s something vibrant and delightful about fruity ones. If you make it, I hope you enjoy it!
wow- this looks so freakin good! i am making this soon! you’re awesome
No, you’re awesome! Oh, let’s not fight… Let’s just agree we’re both awesome!
hmmmmmmmmmmm…ok! <3
Spicy black beans, potato, mango salsa — what a great combination. I never get tired of spicy black beans. I can eat mangoes but I can’t touch the skins due to an allergy so I guess my husband will have to make the salsa for me!
That’s so interesting that you’re allergic to the peel but not the mango! I’ve never heard of such a thing. Still, if there’s one thing better than spicy black beans with mango salsa it’s having your husband make you spicy black beans with mango salsa!
I love all of your black bean recipes! I have so many that I have found wonderful!
That’s so sweet of you to say! I’m glad to hear it!
You should come back to L.A. for convenience…for you of course, it has nothing to do with my selfish reasons. I mean, if you are in L.A. then I *guess* we could hang but really, I merely suggest it for your behalf…
That mango salsa reminds me of something I love from Trader Joe’s… You always have such fun food ideas!
Let’s see… Mountains, palm trees, the ocean, sunny days, endless vegan restaurants, AND lunching with Cara? What am I waiting for? It’s a done deal!
Oh, yes, I love that mango salsa from Trader Joe’s!