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Early this year I went to Mexico for the first time in my life. Not sure why it took me almost three decades but I'm so very happy that I went. A close friend of mine and I have birthdays five days apart so we decided the fall before to plan a birthday trip to celebrate our 30th together. Another friend who'd traveled with us before joined us as well. We flew to Cancun from three different states and boy did we have a blast!
After two weeks we each went home to our respective cities. Seemingly content after escaping the bitter cold of NYC for two weeks, I was in a cab on the way from LaGuardia Airport and had this sinking feeling that I was doing something wrong. Why was I back in NYC? Why did I leave Mexico and the Maya Riviera that I had enjoyed so much? I've flown quite a bit in my life and also since living here in NYC, but never have I not been excited to arrive home. Leaving a place you like and vacation can be sad but once you get to your destination you're usually happy to be home.
Jump ahead a month and I'd left my job and booked a one-way ticket to Cancun to live in Tulum. That's right, someone who'd only been to Mexico once decided to live for a few months in Tulum. Crazy? Maybe. Invigorating and exciting? I think so. This might sound so cliché but on my return I could hear Mexico calling. It was telling me to return and continue the journey I'd started and to continue to explore. I loved the food, culture, weather and challenging myself with the Spanish language. Tulum's restaurants used such fresh and delicious ingredients too.
Tulum is about an hour half drive south of Cancun which has, in recent years, been a destination for Europeans and Americans alike for yoga, the beach, parties and relaxing. I rented a bicycle and had essentially knew no one. I had thought to get a part-time job which eventually proved more difficult to achieve. A couple weeks in I encouraged myself to make a friend since I'm normally outgoing as I'd be unusually shy for my personality. I befriended a young Mexican woman who was in Tulum for work. I commented on a book she was reading and from there we started what has been a great friendship.
I had suggestions of places to eat from a chef who used to have a restaurant in Tulum and now has a Mexican restaurant in Cobble Hill. Upon exploring various taquerias and local restaurants I had this epiphany that I should change my current (and now former) blog into a food blog. I bounced the idea off of my friend and her sister and they thought it was a splendid idea. In the winter I had also taken an online course about writing and my instructor encouraged me to pursue the idea as well. First I had to come up with a name right? Gosh did that take awhile. I was initially just going to focus on the region I was in Mexico but that would limit the type of posts I could write if I was eventually going back to NYC.
It wasn't until I got back to NYC in May and shortly thereafter that I came up with 'Avo or Nothing'. Growing up I had a very strict diet, my parents were vegetarian and ate extremely healthy. No white flour, rice or sugar. Junk food didn't exist. Their lifestyle and eating habits only became more common or trendy a decade or so later (think miso, Japanese seaweed, juicing, brown rice etc...). I won't get sidetracked. My upbringing has a lot to do with why my love for food is so passionate. There I am as a baby and my parents feed me avocado as my first solid food. In Hawaii avocados grow in cooler areas. My hometown is full of avocado trees. Having an avocado tree in your yard was common. As a bonus they made great climbing trees- perfect for any child but especially an only child. Avocados have and remain to be one of my favorite fruits (you knew that right?). Mexico also has a lot of avocados. So, as a tribute to my first solid food, my hometown and my love for Mexico, I thought it completely suitable. There you have it, the story behind how my blog came to fruition and why I named it 'Avo or Nothing'.
Thank you for reading. I hope to continuously write engaging content and improve my photography skills so that my pictures can improve.
What is your favorite fruit? How did your blog come to be?