I don’t remember much from my childhood. But I have perfect memory of every Hass avocado I gobbled up. Exaggerated. How could I remember truckloads of avocado? Avocados were a favorite. Everyone around me enjoyed avocados. Imagine my shock today, when I meet people who cannot stand the legendary fruit. Or the other batch that insists that you can only eat a half at a go. Bewildering because, if my plate isn’t all avocado with a touch of the actual food, I don’t want it.