Avocados

I really like avocados. I mean, I really, really like them. No longer satisfied with the occasional morsel in my BLT sandwiches and guacamole dip, I finally decided this year to just buy some plain, raw avocados.

They make an excellent evening snack, by the way. Given, of course, that you like avocados.

Now, always seeing avocado as delicious slices in my sandwiches or as delectable spread for my chips, I thought they would be beautiful.

They are actually kind of repulsive.

They look almost black, and once you crack them up, they have all these strange dark looking lumps embedded in the rich, green flesh. The seed is kind of cool. Pretty solid, round. It could probably make a good self defense weapon if anyone decides to attack you while you are carving up an avocado.

Now, I'm probably just a poor, inexperienced avocado peeler, but after my first attempt, I just ended up staring at my green-goo covered hands with a pitifully small amount of actual avocado left on my plate. Of course, my mother decided to come into the kitchen at this very moment and start shouting about the dimes and quarters running down my hands.

This brings me to another good point. Avocados are expensive. For your hard earned dollar, you can maybe get one avocado.

I don't really have anything else to say about avocados. I just think they're pretty delicious, and I like the raised eyebrows I get when I whip one out of my backpack.