"Are you kidding me?" I thought, "a RANCH?" That was a lot of decades ago, in the upper Midwest, so you have to understand that avocados were still exotic, and me-being the little buckaroo that I was-assumed that a ranch meant a ranch. And things on ranches that ended in "o" had to be gauchos or vaqueros. Horses! Barns! Corrals with wooden fences! Dogs and barn cats! Lassos! Ribs and beans! Smoke, dust, and huge rocks! Gunfights?
You can only imagine my disappointment.
Perfect Guacamole" and made it.
When I make things, Ed and Reub like to be nearby. When I'm alone in the house, this is very endearing.
This is definitely NOT your ordinary cooking video: