little feet, big sky

The spouse-unit picked up lots of avocados at the farmers’ market this past Sunday. As in, way more than I should be eating now that I’m (supposed to be) watching what I eat. Some of them were these funny thin-skinned ones that got bumped and bruised on the 7-minute car ride home. Somehow, they ended up in the fridge and it took a few days for me to notice them.

Of course, they were rather sad-looking by then, and there’s nothing better for sad-looking fruit and veggies than a trip over the Rainbow Bridge in your trusty blender. For this reincarnation, I turned to my cooking Bible (Old Testament version): How to Cook Everything by Mark Bittman.

Fast Avocado Soup was, indeed, fast. It was also, whaddayaknow, very avocado, to Spice’s delight and the spouse-unit’s dismay. Frothy, cool and light, I seasoned mine with Old Bay and totally forgot the heaps of cilantro I meant to toss on top. But it was still really good and I’ll be bringing this one out again over the summer.