There is not a single ingredient that you can remove without making it *better.* The grapefruit sections are vile and overpowering. The avocado makes it a fatty disaster. The raw celery adds a disgusting crunch. Mayo and cream do not complement each-other at all. Jello is Jello.
One is reminded that Nixon grew up on a failed lemon orchard. His father refused to buy fertilizer.
This meal largely consisted of a lemon base. In all other matters— to all five of the senses— it was closer to fertilizer.