Avocado Stories

Ooohhkay, I breezed through the first 100 comments, and there was talk of avocados. And there was talk of ettes removing their bras. And avocados. Ette boobage. Avocados. There seemed to be some theme going, but I just couldn't put my finger on it.

Dare I wonder what the next 400 comments might hold?

My late, sainted mother-in-law and husband, Chicagoans, lived in Florida during the war. (He managed to join up with only one eye! He taught pilots celestial navigation.) They had an avocado tree in their yard and loads of them on the ground for the taking all the time. They had no idea what they were and never touched them.

Avocados can be dull and tasteless. Or icky and overripe. BUT, given good, ripe, tasty avocados, mrs mindful webworker makes a mighty fine guacamole! You don't like 'em? More for me!

And folks, to make avocados tasty, remember what Marge Simpson said, "You might say the secret ingredient is salt!"

Salt? Did someone say salt?
Frog Legs Dancing With A Little Salt
http://youtu.be/2YZJt_Bw3eo