Some of you commented on the avocado in my summer lunch and that got me thinking about my first encounter with this interesting fruit.
I was born and spend the first thirteen years of my life in the communist Czechoslovakia, a country that doesn’t even exist anymore.Growing up in the former communist bloc meant almost at all times to be deprived of something. I recall, that having fresh vegetables or fruit was a rarity and one would have to spend many hours standing in line at a vegetable market for anything that was worth purchasing. Those who had their own piece of land were lucky enough to grow their own vegetables, but we, who grew up in the concrete ghettos, had to rely on what the stores offered.
Therefore, I was not familiar with that many different types of vegetables or fruit for that matter, upon our immigration to the west. I will never forget how amazing it was to us the immigrants to be walking around in the western supermarkets. There were fruits and vegetables that I have never seen before in my life.
One of these was avocado. When I tasted the fruit for the first time, it was the most interesting culinary experience then. I remember the overwhelming, unusual, fleshy and fatty taste of the green pulp. I have to admit the taste and the consistency of the fruit was anything but pleasant. To me it tasted odd, not like anything I would recognize. Just strange. I got it at a friend’s house and they served it to me straight as it was. As with anything new, it would have been much better served included in a salad or with additional side dish.
This was almost 30 year ago and today I know, that avocados are not just delicious, but very nutritious as well. They contain the good fat and are loaded with vitamins and minerals.
Nowadays, avocado is one my absolutely favourite fruits. I love it served in any way with anything.
But the best way I know is to eat it just the way I ate it for the first time, with a spoon, completely on its own.