I had lunch with some friends at a really tasty Mexican restaurant, Rosa Mexicano. Great food, service, and experience. My friends were raving about the fresh guacamole and asked if I wanted some. I said no because…well… I’ve always said no. Guacamole has never “looked” right to me. I know some of you are thinking “Are you kidding/crazy/weird/serious/king of the carnivores?” I am serious, and I am a carnivore, but here’s the thing, 9 times out of 10 I’m right. If it doesn’t look right to me, it usually doesn’t taste right to me. Deviled eggs? Look nasty to me. Taste nasty to me. Egg salad? Uggg…(I love eggs any way except these two)
I’m not a kid, so when I say I don’t care for something, the implication is I’ve tried it and didn’t find it to my liking. But the reality this time was I had never tried guacamole before. I was thinking about this as the guacamole maker rolled a cart out to our table and began an elegant process of making fresh guacamole. I watched cilantro, chives/onions, jalapenos, oil, and salt go into a pestle. Followed by an avocado and then another round of cilantro, chives/onions, jalapenos, and salt. Last into the mix were the chopped tomatoes.
Truthfully? It just looked like a mess. But I love cilantro, and onions, and tomatoes, and jalapeno don’t bother me. So, the only unknown was the avocado. Sigh. I quickly picked up a chip, scooped up some of the truly disgusting green goop, popped it in my mouth and…
Wow! That’s not bad…I scooped again. I had to make sure it wasn’t a fluke…Yum! My friends suggested we order another…I’m in!