Me, my mom, and avocado plants go way back.
Last summer when I was camping in my mom’s front yard for 6 weeks my mom started an avocado pit. Just like I was 5 and she was teaching me about photosynthesis, we watched that thing like a hawk. First is split! Then it grew some roots! Then in split at the top! Then a plant started growing out of it!
Then I had to move back to Chicago and be a big girl. I visit the plant sometimes, though, and it is getting huge! It is like a little tree now. So my mom made me one.
My Mom's Pit
At Christmas.
Avocado Prune
Over the past 4 months it has gotten really wrinkly, the skin of the pit has started peeling, and I keep cleaning off the mold/slime that is building up on it. I would give up on it if it wasn’t so funny.
‘How’s that pit?’ My mom asks me during every phone conversation.
‘Fucking worthless!’ I yell, and we laugh. I just can’t imagine her asking and me stammering about how I needed the space for basil. That isn’t funny.
Replacement Pit #1
But I still want an avocado plant so about a month ago I threw a pit into this old yeast jar using sewing pins to hold it up.
Root!
I took a peak the other day and saw the little root trying to stick out! I immediately ran over to the pit I set up a couple weeks ago.
Replacement Pit #2
You can see it split from the jar!
Little Root!
So, officially that other pit is dead. I know that it is dead, but I’m pot committed to this stupid pit now! It has been sitting on my shelf for months. Mom? What do you think?
Big Salad and Egg Salad Sandwich
Without a newsletter to redesign and send out and everything Sweatshop related to send out, I had some extra time on my hands this afternoon! I’ve got some bread baking in the bread maker, I’ve got some lentil soup on the stove top, and I made myself this big salad and half an egg salad sandwich.
