Fruit Salad With Chiles And Lime

CATEGORY	CUISINE	TAG	YIELD
Fruits		Fruits, Kooknet, Salads	10	Servings

INGREDIENTS

1/2		Watermelon
1/2		Honeydew Melon
1/2		Cantaloupe
1		Pineapple
2		Red Serrano Chiles, sliced
		very thinly
1		Lime, juice and zest of

INSTRUCTIONS

Seed melons, cut flesh into bite-sized pieces and place them in a
bowl. Cut pineapple from its rind, remove core and cut flesh into
bite-sized pieces. Add pineapple, chiles and lime zest to bowl and
toss well. Drizzle lime juice over fruit and toss again. Cover bowl
with plastic wrap and refrigerate for at least half an hour. Taste  and
add a little lime juice if necessary. Serve cold.  Source: Medford Mail
Tribune, 23 August 1994 Typed by Katherine Smith  Kook-Net: The Shadow
Zone IV - Stinson Beach, CA  From Gemini's MASSIVE MealMaster
collection at www.synapse.com/~gemini

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