It’s rare for me to stay out until bar time, even rarer that I go out for Mexican food at 2 a.m., but that’s exactly what happened last night. A few friends and I, after an evening of Glo Bowl at Bay View Bowl, went to Jalisco because Todd wanted horchata.
Someone tried to order guacamole, but the waitress said they were out of avocados. We didn’t think much of it, ordered our meals and went back to eating free chips and slurping the cinnamon rice milk. A few minutes later, the server returned to our table and said they had “found” an avocado, and although they could not make it into guacamole, I could order it sliced inside my bean burrito.
I wasn’t sure what to make of this found avocado. I tried to ask -- in the least snarky voice possible -- where exactly they had found it, but the waitress didn’t answer. I imagined it lodged behind a big cooler and a cook or dishwasher shoving his arm between the wall and appliance to nab the fruit. (I also imagined it perched atop a pile of raw chicken, but I quickly shooed that image from my brain.)
Indeed, I was a little leery of the suddenly materialized avocado, but I decided I was already eating at Jalisco at bar time, so I was already compromising my better judgment. Plus, the pitted fruit has a thick, protective skin, so it seemed relatively safe to eat.
Today, I’m thinking it wasn’t such a good idea.
Molly Snyder started writing and publishing her work at the age 10, when her community newspaper printed her poem, "The Unicorn.” Since then, she's expanded beyond the subject of mythical creatures and written in many different mediums but, nearest and dearest to her heart, thousands of articles for OnMilwaukee.
Molly is a regular contributor to FOX6 News and numerous radio stations as well as the co-host of "Dandelions: A Podcast For Women.” She's received five Milwaukee Press Club Awards, served as the Pfister Narrator and is the Wisconsin State Fair’s Celebrity Cream Puff Eating Champion of 2019.
