guacamole for breakfast

guacamole for breakfast

I’m a person who gets stuck.  On people, on ideas, in routines.  Needless to say, I also have a lot of rules.  All of them are designed to protect, a few of them are productive, most of them are wrong or unhelpful, but there you are.

There are serious examples, of course, places where I’ve been stuck that have been very dire and sad — but that’s not for a knitting blog.  Today, it’s about guacamole.

guacamole for breakfast

Which is not to say I’ve tipped into frivolty.  It’s been a hard adjustment, coming back to Nashville from Switzerland.  My trip east and across the Atlantic was a confrontation with some serious nostalgia and I don’t quite know what to do with it all yet.  It was fun, but it was hard.

And in the midst of feeling a bit unsettled, a bit mopey and sad, I lost track of my summer project.  Indeed, I made guacamole last night, not so much because I wanted to, but because the avacadoes were about to go bad.  It was sad guacamole, the guacamole of necessity.  Not what I wanted.

guacamole for breakfast

Now I have all of this guacamole.  And I wasn’t sure what in the world I was going to do with it all.  Then I thought, I could put it on toast.  Who says you can’t eat guacamole for breakfast?  So that’s what I did.  And I feel better.

It was delicious.

guacamole for breakfast

Now I’m going to the public library to track down some Alice Starmore.


4 thoughts on “guacamole for breakfast

  1. i think we’re having parallel mornings. i woke up to find that the boy had polished off the granola…which is what i was hoping to eat for breakfast. so i put another batch in the oven and ate an avocado instead. it made everything better. and pesto is awesome on toast too…

  2. Hi,

    I also had avokado for breakfast. I only sliced it and ate it with a little bit of hot tomato sauce. I know – strange breakfast – but I just had a craving so strong for it…!

    /Julia – who kind of like that we were on the same continent or something like that….

  3. Sad guacamole still looks pretty damn good. I was reading the other day about putting guacamole into smoothies, too – not sure how that would go but i might give it a try next time I’m in possession of an avocado whose time is almost up. (Also – that is a really great plate. Really, really great.)

    I know what you mean about nostalgic trips – place is so evocative of time… something I’ve really been thinking about since I finished the Sebald book a little while ago. You really can’t separate the two and sometimes trying makes it even worse. Hope the guacamole helped a little.

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