
Have you ever had guava?
Neither had I, until this year, when our guava tree decided to bear fruit.
The poor little tree isn't more than 4 feet tall (if that) and nearly died during last year's 20 degree CA weather. But thanks to the heat of this year, it is now bearing fruit; about 4 to 5 ripe guavas a day. We now have about 10 in the fruit bowl, even though I serve one a day and cut one up in Dad's lunch salad.

Guava aren't the most attractive fruit. It is difficult to tell when they are ripe, they turn slightly yellow just before they fall off the tree, and are slightly squishy to touch (like a ripe peach). But they smell good, much better than their pukey smelling cousin, the papaya. I have been serving them sliced, next to our meat and vegetables and that seems to be a nice balanced meal addition. I am really not sure what else to do with them. They do have tiny seeds, and you can't really see them but they are hard and if you bite a seed without expecting it, you could break a tooth or a filling.
Maggie has just discovered that I am picking them, which now makes them desirable. There might not be as many on the tree, now that she noticed I want them. She does tend to eat the avocados because of that. Or, maybe they just taste good.