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I'm a mom of two little darlings under the age of five, I'm an artist, a feminist, a daughter, a partner, an activist, a lover, a baker, a thinker, a blogger. I'm a human being who loves to bake and make super healthy food, mainly desserts. I am who I am and even a radical feminist such as myself can love and live in the kitchen. Go figure!! Join me in my crazy culinary adventures~ cuz we're here to have fun Baby!

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

The BEST damn guacamole you`ll ever eat after you (fill in the blank).


Welcome to Feminartzi. 

This is how we're gonna roll from now on. Read below to see what I mean.



So I read somewhere online about the life of an avocado: hard, hard, eat now!, done, too late!!!!. 

These little fickle suckers are my fave, I buy 2 bags of them per week and easily go through two batches of fresh homemade guacamole per week. I love these guys. And yes, I'm eating some as I write this. And yes, guacamole recipes are a dime per dozen. There's approximately a gazillion recipes online as we speak and probably 500 recipes being pumped out each day. So what makes mine so special you ask? Well, you can get a guacamole recipe anywhere, but can you also get a great story with it? Can you?

I'm sitting in the sun, watching the kiddos play while I type and eat my guack. But my day didn't start with fresh guacamole and sunshine. No it did not.

It started with sweat. Cold sweat. And fear.

It started early in the a.m.

I was staring back at my daughter, her wet teary eyes looking back at me with nothing but a single pane window between us. Our hands were placed on each others trying to connect in whichever way we could. She cried. I held back my tears, trying to stay strong and calm. My son stared at us wondering what the hell was going on.
 
I gently mimicked and gestured charades to try to teach her how to detach her buckle. After some time, the gestures slowly faded and our hope vanished. We'd been defeated. She cried again. She struggled, she tried so hard and here she was giving up on us. She kicked the door with anger. but then I saw hope again!! I told her to reach out her fingers as far as she could to pull, and there it goes, that magical "click" I was waiting for. The door opened. The locked car with both children trapped inside, both strapped to their car-seats, the keys inside, on the floor in plain sight and me on the exterior, happened.

Yes, it happened. My nightmare finally came true. All those times that I worriedly put the kids in the car, feeling around my pockets for that cold steel feel before I close the door to subside that split second fear of "please don't lock the keys and kids in the car", happened. Everyday, that split-second nightmare would appear in my juggled brain, vanishing with relief at the touch of the metal. This one time though, this one rushed morning where timing was essential, is when this beastly little thought became reality.

First came shear panic. Then the sweat.

But we survived it and I've learned a great lesson: that my daughter is tall enough to open the car door on her own!!! Victory at last!!

So here's to my morning: 

The BEST damn guacamole you`ll ever eat after you (accidentally lock your kids in the car). (With a side of red wine. shhhhhhhhhh) 

2 ripe Avocados

1/2 large tomato or small romano tomato

1/8-1/4 of a large onion  or 1/2 minced onion*

1/2 garlic clove

1/2 lemon, squeezed

1/2 tsp sea salt

1 tbs olive oil

Cilantro to taste

Blend all in blender. Enjoy! 
* If you want extra deliciousness, mince 1/2 an onion and set aside. Stir into guacamole after blending all other ingredients in blender. This will add extra crunchiness. If not mincing, blend 1/8 to 1/4 of an onion into blender with all other ingredients. 1/4 is a lot, might be too strong for some of you, I would advise to start with less. The mincing an onion tip is courtesy of my sister who's In-laws are Guatemalan, and this is what they do with their onion in guacamole. This is my own from-my-head recipe, so ingredient amounts are rough estimates. It changes every time.

Love and Enjoy!

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2 comments:

  1. I like your writing style, cute!

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  2. Oh no! this happened to me too, I know exactly how you feel! Of course it had to happen when you were pressed for time. Better luck next time.

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