Sometimes it’s hard to believe that I didn’t like avocados, but it’s only been within the last 10 years or so that I have embraced the green fruit. I like to smear it on bread and put a fried egg on top - I know, I know, avocado toast is so four years ago, but I’m a late bloomer. And guacamole? Why did I deny myself the deliciousness all those years? There are few things as luscious as a perfectly ripe avocado. The smooth, buttery flavor is pretty damn great.
Yesterday, Thursday, was an avocado festival at my house. I had four perfectly ripe avocados sitting in the fruit basket, waiting to delight my taste buds. I fried a couple of farm fresh eggs, toasted some regular old white bread, sliced into one of the avocados and scooped the tender fruit from half. I spread it over the two slices of toast and sprinkled Trader Joe’s Everything but the Bagel seasoning on it. I topped each piece of avocado toast with an egg. The egg was enhanced with a dash of Trader Joe’s Cuban style Citrusy Garlic seasoning and a couple of shots of Marie Sharp’s green sauce. When I cut into the egg, the rich orange yolk oozed out over the bread and avocado. Every bite was amazing.
But that’s not even the best thing I ate!
Later that afternoon, I took the other half of the avocado plus another whole avocado and I smooshed it up in a bowl. I added a good squirt of lime juice, a generous sprinkle of the aforementioned Citrusy Garlic seasoning, and a healthy pinch of cayenne pepper. I mixed it all together and scooped some up on a salty, crispy tortilla chip. The crunchiness of the chip. The creaminess of the avocado. The flavorful seasonings. It was the best afternoon snack I could have had. I gobbled it all without remorse or regret.
We still have two avocados left. We have to eat them tomorrow while they are at peak perfection. I don’t think that will be a problem!
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One more thing..
I wrote a haiku today, so in the spirit of National Poetry Month, here it is:
Last thing...
Tomorrow is the first day of May and I have decided to challenge myself to write every day in May. Why? Well, I attempt to write every day in November each year. It’s fun to do that because the holidays are upon us and it’s getting cold and wintery, so it’s kind of a snapshot of 30 days in the preparation for winter. May and November are six months apart. May is the gateway to summer. I think it will be fun to do a 31 day snapshot of the late spring/early summer in the intermountain west.
That said, I’ll talk to you tomorrow!
My mouth was watering reading your ode to avocados!
ReplyDeleteI also think is great that you want to write daily, I so enjoy reading your posts.
And the haiku is fun!