Mayonnaise and I have a strange relationship. Sometimes I’m okay with it, other times it weirds me out completely and I don’t even want to open the jar. I’ll eat mayo in a salad or on a sandwich if there’s not a lot of it and if it looks appetizing. Even better if I don’t know it’s even in there, or at least didn’t have to be the one to apply it. When I do decide it’s a worthy meal additive, I anticipate that I’ll only eat a few bits and skip the rest on my plate but then I proceed …
Avocado Egg Salad
