i have not met a guac that i don't love. however, i prefer the chunky ones with lots of tomatoes and big hunks of avocado. sometimes, i skip the chips and eat it with a spoon.
there is a mexican place close to our house called laredo's. their guac is just beautiful. on sundays, they have an all-you-can-eat buffet. ordinarily, buffets really creep me out. (germaphobia) but on their buffet, there is a gigantic bowl of guacamole. fresh, and always replenished. first thing i do when we arrive is grab a soup bowl and fill it to the brim. they have stopped looking at me like i'm an alien. they probably know my car by now and start preparing extra when i pull into the lot.
this one hour of pure unadulterated guacamole consumption is probably my favorite hour of the week. a close second is the wednesday body combat class....
when i go to body combat, i throw all caution to the wind. i stand in the back so i can kick and punch like mad without knocking anyone's teeth out. i jab-cross like i'm fighting for my life. i picture the meanest person i've ever met - like the boy in 7th grade who pushed me out of my desk onto the floor while the whole class laughed - and i fight to the death. i know i look like an idiot....but i FEEL like rocky balboa.
i'm addicted to the endorphins. some people say they don't believe in endorphins. i think those people have never pushed themselves hard enough physically to feel the "rush".....once you've felt it, you know. endorphins are a beautiful thing.....maybe one day i'll figure out how to eat guacamole while doing body combat.
You always make me laugh.
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