Here's another old photo of the vine. Dad would harvest the chokoes in summer and we would eat them for months and give them away to all the neighbours. The best way to eat them was with the Sunday roast of mutton, lamb, or beef. After we got home from Mass, the vegies would go on. In those days the chokoes tasted great probably Mum was roasting them in lard!
I saw chokoes on the tv the other day with a cook from Louisiana on Martha Stewart making a choko salad - but I can't remember what he called the chokoes. Here are young Roser cousins Elizabeth, Amy, Emily, and Grace visiting Nanna and Pa's in Warwick(where we all grew up - they lived there for 45 years!) The choko vine grew over the chook pen in the summer to keep the chooks cool and then it died back in winter. Dad would cut it back hard and then it would come back as lush and shady as ever in the next summer.
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