Pierre Herme would bring his Olive Sables and something Ispahan insprired.
Mme. Maman would bring her chopped liver (everyone would take a polite thank you bite).
Maybe Helene Samuel would stop by with her all-white salad.
Paul Bert would bring his pepper steaks.
Marie Helene would bring apple cake, of course.
And last but not least, Anne LeBlanc would bring the ultimate in casual elegance - her infamous pistachio avocado.
The wine would be superb; the conversation scintillating; the company would be warm.
It would all be lovely.
Now in my world, it kind of (actually) went like this. 6 PM Thursday night, I walk in to my parents house.
"Do you like avocado"
Parents secretly wondering if their youngest child has lost her mind.
"I need to cut up an avocado to post tomorrow and can't eat the whole thing."
Parent are sure their youngest child has lost her mind.
"And I need to take pictures outside"
Assumption further validated.
The crazy world of Cher is, well, a littel bit crazy right now. Given the chaos that is my life these days, my appreciation for this week's recipe-that-isn't-really-a-recipe but is more of a concept was pretty strong.
Fortunately, the more organized Doristas pointed out that PISTACHIO oil was required - which finally triggered the realization that the bottle of oil I was counting on was AVOCADO oil. Not at all the same thing. Fortunately, they also provided options. Options that I embraced like a chocoholic standing in front of a dessert fountain.
Who's got your back, baby?
Solutions were provided before I even knew I had a problem.
Of course, it will come as no surprise that I couldn't even manage to follow the non-recipe recipe all the way... Instead of pretty little avocado halves filled with a well of pistachio oil, I sliced up the avocado, squirted lemon juice all over it, drizzled it with pistachio oil and sprinkled with Maldon sea salt. (By the way, isn't Maldon sea salt "The Bomb" - I love that stuff.)
Next time, I am thinking grilled avocado halves and lime wedges....
Have a great weekend all. Stay cool!
Peace out. XO
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