The wonderful thing about flavor is that there is so much of it in the world. Growing up in rural southern Oregon, I never once had guava, but years later, thanks to friends and travel and happy strangers, I’ve now fallen in love with it. The first time I actually had guava was when I was living in the Galapagos, conducting my undergraduate thesis research with a load of astonishingly patient teachers, principals, and 8th graders on three of the islands (yes, there are over 30,000 people who live in the Ecuadorian Archipelago!). One of the best restaurants on the main street in Puerto Ayora, the town on Santa Cruz…
