Ok, I recognize this is a terribly blurry iPhone photo, but take a look at this.
What you may not be able to tell from that photo is the label on my avocado, purchased at my just down the street local supermarket, says "New Zealand Hass".
What. The. Eff?
I live in CALIFORNIA for crissakes!
We make very fine Hass avocados RIGHT HERE. For the love of pete, people grow them in their backyards!
Why I gotta eat something grown halfway 'round the world?
I didn't even think to look, I saw Hass avocados, and I grabbed two soft ones off the top. I naturally assumed that since these babies are so plentiful locally that California grown would be on the shelves.
But noooooo!
And I'll tell you this...it's a terrible avocado too. Stringy and bland.
I am ticked.
The only redeeming value for that grocery is that they also carry this:
It is to weep.
That may be the only item I procure from those folks from now on.
(Apologies to Avelino and Meredith, fellow ex-pats. I'm guessing DC grocers don't sell the good stuff. I tip a loaded chip to you both!)
