I have always maintained that mandarins and avocados should come with an insurance policy as there is absolutely no way of telling if they’re going to be perfectly ripe and full of flavour or inedible. Happiness, then, is a bag of perfectly ripe avocados – soft, but not mushy, no brown spots or weird ham flavour, all shiny and green and delicious.
By Amie Brûlée
Amie Brûlée is a musician, performer, teacher and researcher. She sings, plays piano, double bass and ukulele, unearths old songs and writes new ones. Amie also has a PhD in wine and anthropology and adores teaching wine tasting, gastronomy and song-writing. Amie lives in central Victoria with a house full of instruments, a head full of songs and a cellar full of wine.View all of Amie Brûlée's posts.