|Here I am at the Farmer's Market, deciding to embrace the Gwen Avocado. Next time, I won't forget my pants.|
|If they could see her now, inside a Bento Bowl!|
Tasting Gwen made my husband understand a little more that an Avocado isn't really an Avocado isn't really an Avocado. But interestingly, as an Avocado Neophyte, he discovered that he preferred the less robust Gwen, as she "asked less of him." So, maybe while my husband is still getting his feet wet with avocados, I should let him experiment with avocados that have low expectations. And I will hoard all of the Hass for myself!