When we balik kampung a couple of weekends ago, we bumped into our old neighbours in Sitiawan, Mr. and Mrs. Peter Ling, who lives near Atok and Opah’s house. Ain and I had a brief chat with them about the good old days, and they gave us some freshly-picked avocados from their yard.
So, I thought we’d make some Avocado sandwiches.
Removing the flesh from the pit by twisting the fruit was novel, I thought. Then I cut up the flesh into slices because I am a sociopath who does not care about cutting up fruits.
Eventually cutting them up did not matter because ultimately we mulched them in the food processor – with several squeezes of lime.
Ain also prepped some eggs with mayo and onions, cherry tomatoes and lettuce.
Then boom, a some sort of sandwich was born.
And then boom, it had died, savagely devoured by me.
Boom.
