Smooth like buttah, green like 70s shag carpet, packed (apparently?) with vitamin C, and always a joy to pronounce: guacamole, in my humblest opinion, puts salsa to shame. For melt-in-your-mouth guac, a chip is just a formality. (I have been known to eat guac with a spoon before. Not ashamed.) While the exact ingredients and ratios might differ around town, the basic formula for rich, creamy guacamole tends to involve judicious amounts of salt, diced peppers, onion, and garlic. So simple... and yet, somehow, some places just seem to add that little extra something (crack, perhaps?) that elevates their guac into eat-it-with-a-spoon territory.
Perhaps my favorite guac in town happens to take place at one of my very favorite Southwestern restaurants in town, Agave. For those who haven't tasted the nectar, Agave is nowhere near your average chips 'n queso-style operation. Come to think of it, they don't even have queso. But what they do have, besides a tremendous tequila selection, is... well, take a guess. It's awesome. If you haven't made a visit down Ellsworth Industrial to the almost-kinda-hidden Bone Garden, it's time for a guac pilgrimage. The folks behind the Vortex have done a bang-up job of making Buford Highway-worthy Mexican food in a margarita-worthy cantina atmosphere. And they do right by the humble avocado, chunky-style. But some of the best spots in which to indulge in the green butter of the gods lay on Buford Highway. Taqueria El Rey Del Taco, which we hit on our BuHi Mob Crawl a few months ago, whipped up a mean guac that went quite perfectly — a little too perfectly? — with our a.m. micheladas.
I've heard tales of excellent guac at Elmyr, Raging Burrito, Holy Taco, Alma Cocina, and more... can you confirm or deny? Please share with us your go-to spot to get your guac on. In the meantime, I'll be polishing up my spoon.