Millenials deserve expensive breakfasts because Bernald Salt has bought all the houses. These are 2016 references, people.
Miley Cyrus has a tattoo of one.
Nigella Lawson says that it’s the “fabric of life”.
And this year, the small green fruit that makes breakfast worth waking up for sparked a generational stoush on social media.
Avocadoes. Avos. Av.
Smashed, sliced or smoothied, they were completely ubiquitous in 2016.
Gather around and hear tell of a time when it was NOT COOL to eat avocados. That was when FAT was bad, and CARBS were good. People actually said things like “But they don’t taste of anything,” and “They’re just not worth the calories.” Avos languished in fruit bowls, turning to brown, crusty mush. Forgotten.
Times have changed. These days, we “spiralise” things called zoodles (zucchini noodles) and think grains are the devil. Avocados, with their “healthy fats” and Vitamins K, C, B5, B6 and E, oodles of folate and potassium (things, apparently, that are good for us), are spread on everything.
And we’re paying the price. Earlier this year, the humble avo became so expensive it actually sparked a crime-wave in New Zealand, with several avo orchards hit by ute-driving gangs who picked the lot and sped off in the dead of night.
People immortalised their appreciation of the stone fruit in body ink. Behold:
But none of this compares to what happened in October when a grumpy baby-booming demographer (whatever that is) wrote a column in The Australian that so upset the avocado-loving youth, the Internet has only just recovered from the indignation outbreak.
Brace yourself to relive that iconic 2016 moment when Bernard Salt dared to type: