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Tuesday, April 24, 2007
An Onion Story
When I was little, I didn't like onions but I didn't know it. Certain dishes just didn't sit right with me; spaghetti, meatloaf, pot pies, and I always assumed I just didn't like the dish (although I didn't always consistently hate these dishes) - I figured out when I was much older, and my Studly Hubby suggested one day that maybe I didn't like onions (what a revelation! how can a person just not like some kind of food when all food has always been so good?), that it was onions I didn't like, not the dishes. Actually it was more complex than that - a few years later I found myself mysteriously hating a tuna fish sandwich I had ordered (I normally LOVE tuna fish sandwiches!), and he suggested there may be onions in it - right then and there I had my second revelation; I hate onions, AND the dishes that might contain them.
Well tonight I had a third revelation while I was eating some Chipotle (good ole' Chipotle). Normally I order fajita burritos and pluck out all the onions. Tonight there was some sour cream and cheese hanging off one of the onions and I couldn't resist but to stick the onion in my mouth and get that good food off of it. While the onion was in my mouth I realized, hey! that tastes pretty good! and I chomped it up and swallowed it down. So what was that all about? It turns out, I think I was cutting all onions out of my life when it was just the raw ones I didn't like (or the less cooked ones). Hmmmm....
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7 comments:
This is too funny! I've heard that every seven years or so your taste buds start to change. Maybe there's a little truth to that?
I pick out raw onions sometimes because I'm not a huge fan of onion breath. I'll order things "without onions" but cooked onions is another story. Bring 'em on!
This is confusing. How come you didn't like the spaghetti, meat loaf, pot pie, etc.?
I have a hard time cutting raw onions. It's just so sad, I'm always in tears.
Susan: Hm! Maybe that's what's going on...
Peggy: I don't have to worry about onion breath since I don't even want them in my mouth, but I do love garlic and have worried about garlic breath a time or two...
Uncle Bruce: I didn't like spaghetti, meat loaf and pot pie because they had onions in them! But I liked them just fine when they didn't have onions in them, which was VERY confusing... until I sorted out the onion problem.
I'm so glad that you like cooked onions...they are soooo good. I always feel like sauted onions and garlic make most things sooo much better. Welcome to the club!
But the onions in spaghetti, meat loaf, pot pie, etc. are cooked. (I hope.)
Bruce - I thought of this, and I think the answer lies in the way they are cooked. When onions are baked (as in pot pie and meatloaf) or added to a sauce (as in spaghetti) I don't like them. But when they are sauteed (as for the Chipotle burrito) that's a different story.
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