of the avocado battle
It’s Good Friday – and it’s a very good friday for avocados.
I grew up consuming them in smoothie form, blended with a few ice cubes and a slick of sweetened condensed milk. I also grew up watching the battle between good and evil before my eyes.
One of our neighbors had a huge, hulking tree that pumped out the biggest avocados that side of Java. During the dry season, the tree would literally drip with furry caterpillars jostling for leaves. They munched the tree down to within an inch of its life. But then, just when we thought it was over, the rainy season would blow in, rinsing away the caterpillar tracks and soaking the tree’s roots with thick monsoon tears.
The tree would send out shoots and blooms and baby avocado nubs, and we knew then that the caterpillars hadn’t won.
Loved this. In Tanzania I used to eat avocados out of hand. Learned how to peel it back and eat around the pit in a refugee camp. Amazing the skills one learns in such places. Write on!–Anne
My mother always made me avocado smoothies with milk and sugar, and I loved it. It must be a SE Asia thing; most of my American/European friends find it strange.
Just as in SE Asia, the idea of savoury guacamole is horrifying.
So many memories; I am South american, living in France and avocado was a classic.
Hasta luego,
Francisca- travel writer in Paris.
http://www.franciscamatteoli.com/blog/
Hola Francisca, tes photos sont belles! La France, et le mode de vie francais, me manque…
Avocados are AMAZINGGG!!! Love them!! Yum. :) The smoothy sounds interesting – I will have to try it. :)
THESE AVACADOS LOOK AMAZING. I want to eat them.
I’ve always tried to find a good excuse to do something with advocado’s; I might just’ve found something to try :) Thanks!
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