A Dream of Purple Avocados
Bought a bunch of avocados on sale after a dream about an avocado tree with purple skinned fruit. Ione’s Annual Dream Festival-–what might that signify?)
Do you know the phrase for fruit in Bambara, yiri den, literally translates to ‘tree children”? I love that so much! The trees are parents! And vegetables are nako fen– “garden things”. Not quite so poetic, but kind of charming still. I’ve been brushing up my minimal Bambara to translate a Habib Koite song for my blog. I should have taken up linguistics; I love learning languages. But, I digress, said ADHD Mama.
I ate one avocado with lime and salt and a little hot sauce. Thought of Ibrahima Soury Diabate, aka Ibrahim’s uncle aka Big Brahma, aka master balafoniste of anciently famed griot lineage, eating avocados sprinkled with sugar (yikes) at a Tabaski celebration in New Paltz, NY circa 2002.
Next day chopped another avocado into chickpea/tomato/red onion salad with homemade vinaigrette. Chased after Ibrahim aka Brahma , although now I’m only allowed to call him that at home, offering him some—no go.
I’m not concerned; it took him a couple years to eat tomatoes, jalapenos, hot sauce, and spinach, all which he practically lives on now. Along with pizza. Ha! His father, my ex-husband, had a horror of pizza, but it was the only thing I could keep down the last couple months of pregnancy. If I was a mean woman, I’d send Assane pics of Ibrahim worshipping pizza and running from rice, the sacred staple of his father’s homeland of Guinea.
There are two avocados left. I won’t make guacamole, because we had some particularly awful burritos the other night, served with appalling guac. Yes, there is such a thing.
I might use one of the last dream avocados to make a half-batch of this pasta sauce from PureWow.com; I bet it’s good over rice, too.
My friend Lei Angel told me her mom says that avocados symbolize fertility/womanhood and potential when you see them in your dreams.
As the fertility gods have left this particular ‘building”, I told Lei I’m choosing to interpret the symbolic meaning as pertaining to creative fertility. Yes!
Ka su maya aw kono! Buon appetito! Bon Appetit!, and for you, Lei Angel; Kainan na! and E ʻai kākou!
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