Recently, I went to Milagro Cantina in Kirkland to enjoy a Mexican feast, consisting of quesadillas, ceviche, chiles rellenos, clams steamed in Victoria Modelo beer, soups, enchiladas, and a refreshing favorite: jicama y sandia con pina y pepino (watermelon, cucumber, pineapple, jicama, lime, cilantro, and chile spice powder).
Remarkably, these were all just starters to the large plates, which included platters of tacos. Milagro offers a decent variety of tacos, like barbacoa, pictured. What made this particular taco especially delicious was the creamy avocado piled on the slow-roasted barbeque beef.
Not pictured, but perhaps most memorable, were the “tres guacamoles.” You can get them individually, but I enjoyed the trio of preparations–avocado with mango and pine nuts, avocado with pomegranate seeds and almonds, and my favorite: avocado with roasted poblano peppers, garlic, tomatoes, and cojita cheese. Called the “Guacamole de Milagro,” this house specialty made miraculous use of avocados and had me constantly reaching in to the basket of nicely spiced tostadas.
So what do Milagro Cantina’s avocados teach us about sex?
It’s all about the ripening.
Ever buy avocados? If you can’t find a good deal, like during Cinco de Mayo sales, they can run two bucks or more apiece. At that price, you want good ones. But how do you know they’re ready? Some people examine the skin, some feel for softness, and some just look for a “ripe” sticker.
Sexually, we’ve long tried to figure out when people are ripe and ready. Unfortunately, we don’t come with stickers. (Though, as with avocados, the label might be misleading.)
In the debate about adolescent sexuality, some believe that people don’t ripen until marriage.
In contrast, the Swedish government has long affirmed that intercourse–whether heterosexual or homosexual–is a natural and healthy part of life starting at age fifteen. The Dutch government determined that the age of consent is twelve, as long as there isn’t a large gap (usually three years at most) in age between partners. Of course, in our country, the age of consent changes state-to-state, ranging from 16 to 18.
In a previous Sexy Feast column, I listed the three conditions to meet before having sex. But is there a best minimum age?
It’s hard to say. I’ve met many teens who are more than capable of having a healthy and responsible sex life, just as I’ve met many adults who I’d deem too immature to have sex.
One thing’s for sure: As with avocados, you don’t need to wait to see wrinkles to know someone’s ripe. Pick carefully, consider age of consent, and get consent. Then, inspired by Milagro Cantina, sprinkle with pomegranate seeds, poblano peppers, or pine nuts–and enjoy.
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(First published in Seattle Weekly’s Voracious on March 24, 2011.)