So I am in Trader Joes and every avocado is hard as a rock. I need 15 to make the guacamole for an afternoon pool party and I have yet to find a single one that is even close to being ripe. I let out a frustration sigh and a woman also searching says, “Guacamole? You could always use the pre-made”. To which I responded, “Never!” and continued hunting.
If you have spent any time with me at all you know I have an infatuation for food. Not a crush, that it far too fleeting. Not a romance, it does not express my passion. I love food. I will drive 45 minutes for an I Preferiti di Broiana bomboloni. Take a lesser paying shoot […]